What an interesting night last night was. My legs were burning hot. I didn't sleep very well at all. He keeps flipping between nice guy and not so nice guy this week. One minute we're arguing to the point that I hang up on him, and the next he's inviting me for coffee or a bite to eat on the weekend. It's leaving me confused, but I have a feeling
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I'm not sure why. I'd like to think I'd be smarter about this. But with my rheumitoid arthritis, updating my paper journal is starting to become a painful task.