Well, still feeling like crud, Covid negative, still pushing through all the chores and activities.
Not really doing Pilates, it’s so hard to do when I’m not up to snuff.
Its been six months since I let go my sister and brother. Feels weird, sad and good at the same time.
I keep,reaching out to my son once in a while, but it’s like relapsing, it makes me feel worse when the result is the same. I think the silent treatment without explanation and without an opportunity to communicate is the ultimate in horrible torture. It’s killing me.
Grateful I’m retired, don’t have a pet, and will see four of my five children this next week.
Grateful for coffee, grateful our house has ba an started, grateful we may have found one insurance company to cover builders risk insurance, but it is at an INSANE cost.
Grateful for all the admins, lurkers, and most of all, my classmates here.
Good day, all