My husband was still feeling sick. He had an appetite so he could finish breakfast. After the breakfast, he went back to bed and slept all the day until 3 p.m.

Yesterday my brand-new ion food spa arrived. I tried it today. Even though I followed the instruction, it didn’t work property. I wonder what is wrong with the unit.

In the morning my husband told me that one of his coworkers gave his something. Without thinking, I started picturing a bunch of chocolate bags. Last year during the Christmas time, my husband came back with some chocolate bags. The company prepared a chocolate bag as a small Christmas gift to their employees. Some of them don’t care chocolate so they gave theirs to my husband.

But my guess was wrong. It was not a nice gift. The unexpected and not pleasant gift from his coworkers was a cold virus. He said there were several coworkers came as in sick and kept on coughing while their work hours and spread the cold virus to the entire workplace.

My husband still had an appetite so he could eat breakfast. After the meal, he went to bed and slept through until evening. After he ate dinner, we took a quick shower and went back to sleep.

My husband was mad to his coworkers. But to be honest, I believe he seriously needed to sleep and rest well. I am glad he had a good sleep and rest. His family spirits might need him to sleep so that they can have enough commination time while sleeping. All in all, I believe it was good for him.

In the night at 8 p.m., I had an online meeting with my attorney. He told me that it already cost more than 8,000 dollars for the research fee to investigate the banks and the stock companies. I was shocked. I know there is no “if-s,” but I wonder if there were any other ways for me not to hire an attorney. Probably not, sadly, considering my situation, living in America to have a brother who stubbornly cringes on our ;ate parents’ inheritance all to himself.

I had an online meeting with a CPA who offers his services regarding the tax return in America. It was an orientation Q and A session for 25 minutes for free of charge. The 25 minutes went by so quickly that I could not go through my question. At the end of the meeting, I asked him his service fee. He said his company charges the unbelievably high fee. And he was right. They charge $2,500 for the regular tax return procedure, then the extra service will cost another $1,500 each.  I wish he didn’t belong to the company, instead, working as an independent CPA who charges an affordable fee.

In my dream my late Navajo dad visited me. My family and mom-in-law and late Navajo dad were having a picnic. It was a warm sunny day. The location was somewhere in the mountain, the nice flat and safe area. I woke up comfortably and successfully woke up naturally before the alarm.

I set my alarm this morning to wake up earlier than usual, because I needed to make a phone call to the insurance company. They are two hours ahead of me. I like to call them in the early morning time, because I know the sooner I call, the nicer the worker take care of me, from my past experiences.

In the afternoon, my daughter and I went to town to check the bedding items for a research.

In the evening at 7 p.m., I had an online meeting with my existing client to help her to increase the face amount. In last month she had a mammography test and the test result came back saying something. She told me the term but I didn’t know it. Even though it was not cancer or tumor, the doctor suggested her to have a surgery and cut some parts off. And as normal, she accepted the doctor’s advice. Now she got scared of the test result and surgery, she wanted to increase the face amount, which is the death benefit. I wanted to mention about the homeopathy or the biofeedback to treat her fear, but I didn’t say anything because I know she would reject any of the alternative treatment easily.  

My daughter and I went to town to browse around a new bed frame and mattress, and bedding. It was fun to hang out with my daughter.

I gave myself a biofeedback session. I focused mainly on my mental health regarding the dispute with my brother. I really hope he was a normal person who will do the normal thing, that means in this case, to be willing to share our parents’ inheritance equally. But I have to see the reality in front of me. My brother turns to be greedy and evil. He is not normal. Yes, it is sad, but I have to see the reality. I felt soothed when I was in the biofeedback. I felt like I was communicating with my higher self. She listened to me carefully and comforted me, and gave me the best advice, which is to forgive my brother.  

The morning in Navajoland was cold. The temperature dropped up to 16 Fahrenheit which is negative 9 Celsius.

We left Navajoland around 9 a.m. and headed back to our house. The traffic was nice and calm.

We safely arrived at our house around 5 p.m.
I could somehow manage to attend the homeopathy live lesson stared at 6 p.m.

We lad a long drive day yesterday, so we decided to take a relaxing day today.

We went to the kids’ clothing assistant office in Window Rock. There, we met a nice female worker. She said the program has not opened it yet, but hopefully someday within this month. Then we went to the zoo and the museum to visit. The sad thing we found was Paul, the turkey, who always greeted us for these several years was not there anymore. All the animals at Navajo zoo were adapted after they retired from the zoon in city and had their old age. I am sure Paul was already pretty old when he came to Navajo zoo. And I am sure Paul was taken good care by the Navajo people and had a peaceful and fun retirement years at the Navajo zoo. Rest in peace Paul. Thank you for greeting us on our every visit. It was a very cold day with low temperature, but the sun was out. It was rare for us to be able to see almost all the animals came out from their cage or backroom. Everybody was enjoying getting the warm sunlight.

Bucky slept with us again. He did good tonight too. He soundly slept without waking us up or anything.

We had a fun day with my mom-in-law and Bucky, and other dogs and cats. It was a typical day in Navajoland.