The radio wakes me up at 6, but I turn down the volume and operate on my own snooze alarm. It's a cold morning and I'm in no hurry to throw off the covers. Andy takes a few dozen nudges to wake up. He eats a bowl of Cherrios before we leave. On the drive to daycare, Andy stutters as much as he talks. I make a mental note to ask JoAnna about this.
First thing I do at the library, after hanging up my beautiful new leather jacket, of course, is to make a pot of coffee. I go through my mail, attempt to organize my desk, and continue to add to the classic paperbacks order. With a light snow falling, I opt to drive instead of walk home for lunch, which I fix myself, but JoAnna has supper just about ready when Andy and I get home. Eddie has another pretty rough night, but I tune out the fussing.
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