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Had a great day yesterday. Nothing wonderful happened--it was just one of those days when no task seemed too intimidating to tackle. And nothing went particularly wrong, so I would finish one task and tackle the next. I took the vacuum cleaner to be repaired, I took the recycling in to Knoxville, I got another shell for Cassiodorus the hermit crab (he has investigated it a couple of times, but hasn't tried it on), ordered the last of the Christmas presents (I think) from Amazon, stuff like that.

And today I got all the lyrics together for the lyric book for From The Hazel Tree, and listened through the CD to catch any lyric changes and so on. It was a big job, but I was just about done when Shannon knocked on the back door. She had brought her dulcimer so we played together for about an hour.

But the back pain is back. Just the occaisional twinge--but a bad kind of twinge. It is making me nervous.