It's 1/2 time of my BYU game.  On such a frigid winter night it feels good to sit at home and watch it.  I still have to venture out later to do my church calling, but I won't think about that now--too cold!  I have been rubbing my lip all day and I believe that my cold sore is healing.  I fully intend that by Sunday I will be able to shave and hopefully the rest of me will feel up to a normal Sunday by then.  I am going through a sort of down up time.   I mean to say that I am getting better, but with energy (finally) to do there is so much that I struggle finding just what to do.  And there is a certain frustration about the whole thing.  But finally work is settling down from a several week holiday kind of feel.  It feels good to finally just get down to business.  I am able to take the time to read 'my book' and that has been very positive.  But as I think about it I still have some wacky, weird lousy feeling hanging on.  I know that I am getting close, but certainly not there yet.  It is all so overwhelming and mostly in a good way.  But I am finding that being and being old is worse that being sick and being young.  I hope to overcome both enough soon enough to get back to enjoying things as they are.