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Beautiful spring day, but I barely have time to enjoy it. I spent all day cleaning the moldy camping equipment (washing, scraping the rust off, and wiping) and deciding whether or not to keep the books that have swollen 3 times their original size after the flooding.

I cannot come up with dinner ideas. Come to think of it, I have not eaten normally for about a year; first because of the chemo-radiation treatment, then because of the esophagectomy. Even if I go shopping, I tend to avoid ingredients that are difficult to eat; i.e., chicken, meat, ingredients for salads, and so forth, and that limits the menu. Thus, I ended up cooking the same old fish soup.

My son started looking for an apartment, because the new job that he will start next month is located in the North Shore area. Mark is coming back on 6/7. Does it mean that the four of us will not live together anymore?