Flying Pigs. It is now 8:45 PM Monday evening and I just got done printing all of the enclosed, plus a two page letter to Mom and Dad. I am typing this directly out so please excuse any errors.

They are predicting 3" to 6" of snow for tomorrow if you are above a certain elevation, so I guess if I have a bunch of snow I will know about how high up I am. My nose knows already, and my sinuses are getting better (clearer) every day. The steroid spray the doctor here prescribed is working. I can even begin to taste my food again. I will tell about my latest food concoctions in the next post.

It is actually pretty neat to have my own space to work in and once I work through the idea that I need to be able to bite off a little bit of work at a time this move thing may really have more pluses than minuses. Since I do not have to cart all the writing supplies back and forth to a table, I should be able to work in shorter time periods and not keep waiting till I get those massive bursts of creativity. At the same time I have to not let myself get overwhelmed. I have tons of letters that need to be written including something to the courts on my appeal.

The latest on that is they are now saying I have to go back to the start. All the paperwork I have filed in the last year is declared moot. The U.S. Appeals Court is also telling me I have to go back to the District Court and ask them to do something that according to the law I read, they were supposed to do without me asking them to do it! I guess the good news is that my case is still alive and I might get some relief? Ah, hope springs eternal -- and pigs are flying past my window as I type this. Ha Ha.

Well this page is almost full and I really need to close up shop for the night. I need to shower and see if I can get a razor. I am past due on my once a week shave. So goodbye for now.  ¶ 11:45 AM