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Changing your clocks I mean? I hate it! I think it's because I'm an evening/nightperson and have trouble getting up in the morning. I do get up but I'm halfdead until 10 AM or something. When I go to USA it's much easier for me to adjust to the time even though it's 9 hours timedifference. But when I get home it's awful. Weeks of dizziness, sick to my stomach and falling asleep everywhere. This can lasts for a week or more. But it so much worth it!! To be able to see my sister, brother in law, nieces, T and the rest of the family. When one has found once sister this late in life like I have I really want to grab every opportunity to meet even though we live in different continents.

I'm gonna let you know about my week. Wednesday boardmeeting with the Rheumatic association and after that directly into town for the annual meeting with the district.
Thursday met my doctor. I'm not doing that well. He wants to send me off so I can get some rest and also so my metabolic system can heal. But he has no means of course. What we did decide was to operate my hand. I have been tested and diagnosed with carpaltunnelsyndrome. I want to have it done as soon as possible while I'm still out of work. Not very good policy to start a new work with 4-6 weeks sickleave :-)
Friday a road trip with a friend to Gävle and back the same day. We went to do a blood analysis and I also had time to have lunch with Gunilla, to see her and Per's new house and to meet with Malin who was competing. They had this UF fair (Young enterprises) and she won with her product best company and she also won best salesman (or woman) in the county. Great job Malin!!
Yesterday I was on a course almost the entire day. It was a course for associations and how to work in the board. Very interesting and a great course. We were 4 from our association. We also had a great lunch at a Chinese restaurant.

H.E.A.T were suppose to have played in Sundsvall on Friday but Kenny their singer got ill and they had to cancel. A big dissapointment for everyone involved because the place was sold out.
What do Jonas, Eric and Dave do? They take the van and drive there, 400 km, just to hang out with their fans. I think that was so nice and showing they really care about their fans. Great job guys.

Next week is Easter week and on Good Friday my Mom will be 86 years old.

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