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Going to see Frank tomorrow.  It’s a planned meeting.  Why?  I’m still not sure.  I’m not sure what we are hoping to get out of this but…  I’m going anyway.  I need a break.  I’m weak.  I have a babysitter lined up for the entire day and I’m looking forward to some me time.  Hunting season is in full swing and if the husband isn’t at work, he is 3 plus hours away in the woods.  It’s a long month.  If I start out on a high note I might make it though with a tiny string of sanity.