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breathe all the things I scripted,

My sister-in-law texted an apology. She took full blame for everything. I responded that I was hurt and upset but that I didn't hate her. And it's true, I don't.

I also agreed to meet her for coffee or lunch. She wants to talk in person.

C. and I went to D*sney on lce yesterday with my brother and niece. My brother and I share a financial adviser--he was my mom's before she died. Anyway, E, the adviser, got us the tickets, which were in his bank's executive suite at the arena so it made for a fun afternoon and my niece, who is four-and-a-half, was enthralled with *everything.* That was the best part.

It's a three-day weekend and I have so much work to catch up on. Which, of course, is why I am here instead, writing an entry and listening to that really old De*th Cab for C*tie album.

Twenty years on Diaryland and the more things change the more they stay the same.

11:45 am - 16.02.20

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