Went on Punch's class trip to Ort Farms in Long Valley. Farm animals, pumpkin picking, horsing around. Sweet kindergartners. Kind, skilled teachers. Nice parents. Soft, fresh, fragrant apple cider donuts in a paper sack. Then took Punch to horseback riding lesson, back home for first home visit from therapist, made dinner, etc. etc. I'm confused about changing stories and shifting sands with both Figgy and Punch. I really am. But big news: I actually washed and moisturized my face and brushed and flossed my teeth. And had a chance to talk to my Figgy. Yay. Good night.
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