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This four-letter word has plagued me for the last 7 years. It has meant commitment, long nights, be ready any time, no traveling, phone can ring at any moment, minimize expectations, continue minimizing expectations, if he will or will not be called, called in, called to talk, called to read a fax, called to wake up and speak a foreign language (sounds like to me) out of a dead sleep. Who knows, with c-a-l-l. As I read Naomi one of the A.A. Milne chapters about Eeyore's Birthday, I remembered how it was just about a year ago that I was able to read aloud again. But now we are bordering on reading books that have many words and a few small pictures every other page or so. And I can still read aloud - through the whole thing, Eeyore voice and all. However, in general, I have not been as spunky as I hope I could be. You can see it around my eyes, basically Mike and very close friends notice. As we are staging the house and cleaning a lot, making meals, planning and buying gro