Dear John,
I'm improving. I can talk a little bit - very softly and not for very long, but it's progress. I've felt a little better today. I would have gone to work except that I had no voice at all this morning. I slept until noon again and had another hour nap in the afternoon. I'm trying hard to get over this.
The day was dedicated to basketball. At 2:00 Kentucky played Florida and won, to end the regular season 31-0. And the game was at Rupp Arena, which was a good way to end the season. Now they have the SEC tournament to go. This has been such a fun season and I'm sorry you're missing it. And now the real fun starts - the intensity of the tournaments, the annual sleep deprivation of March. While I'm not missing a game, I will miss you terribly.

It's past time I went to bed. We have to spring forward tonight - that's another subject entirely. It's 1 AM, but really it's 2 AM as of 2 AM. Are we having fun yet? Daylight Stupid Time is upon us. Monday I will go to work in the dark again. Tomorrow I get to re-set all the clocks.
I won't complain about that tonight - I'll enjoy my basketball victories, assemble the animals, and get some sleep. I'll stay home tomorrow so I don't spread this to anybody else, so I can sleep in. And that's a good thing to do when Daylight Stupid Time arrives! How I envy you, living outside of time.
Adore you,
Joan.
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