I’ve said before I have tons of notebooks of all sizes stashed around the house. This is an old one that I found in a box.

It’s hard to believe there was a time when it made sense to have a notebook to write down your favorite URLs and passwords.

I don’t know if there’s anyone that still checks in here that doesn’t know me IRL.

Shortly after Thanksgiving my dad had a major health crisis and since then a huge chunk of my time has been a support system including much time at his side in the hospital. He’s not getting better or any worse – just a never ending series of decisions between terrible options.

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  1. Hannah says:

    I gave you that notebook, I think! Years ago when you used to worry about saving your passwords on sticky notes. I bought it at the library gift shop.

    Thinking about you all. xo

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