days_unfolding

Woke up at 8 AM. Fed us all.

dame_grise was talking about providing temporary shelter to trans people from less supportive states. I’d have a lot of cleanup to do before I could do that, but I’m thinking about it. And it would have to be someone who likes pets.

Overslept my nap by a half-hour.

Bella is being kind of a jerk today. Oliver wanted on my lap and she started play-biting him. He bailed out.

Silence from the trust. God, I’m sick of those people.

Economists say that Trump’s tariffs will cause a recession. Just what we need :(

Schwab hasn’t called me back thus far.

I really want to go on another cruise. They are so relaxing. Not until December. Though Norwegian Cruise Lines has a cruise to Bermuda in August. That would be cheap.

I’m still feeling kind of draggy, but better than yesterday. I’m telling myself that accomplishing anything is better than nothing. My therapist wrote back and she thought that I was feeling grief. But the depression got worse after I wrote her.

I’ve been raking and my back hurts. Damn big chest. Bella is not being a help. She dug up another of my plants.

I’ve got a flaming headache that won’t go away, so I’m going to lie down. That’s the end of my raking. Crud, Oliver went under the bed. Got him. Couldn’t sleep, but my headache went away. Felt like crying though. Watched a couple of episodes of The Big Bang Theory. Fed us all. My headache is coming back.

Got the garbage out. Did dishes. Cut up some hot dogs and string cheese (with Oliver's help--NOT!) for Bella for dog training tomorrow night.