The daily reports have been hard to write. I have been trying to get ready for mediation of my dad's case next week, and having a great deal of trouble doing so. Then, too, I have been working through my prison journal and reading my handwriting is tiring. Finally, I completely lost Wednesday thanks to wrenching my back - I wound up sleeping from around 1 pm to 8 pm yesterday. The apartment is in shambles, again.
I have been nowhere other than the convenience store down the street or work since Monday. I think that is when I went to Payless and came home with a bunch of yogurt. I screwed up the bus schedule, so I did not want to walk from the bus station home with multiple sacks of groceries. Having already walked down to the post office, it was closed, I got in my exercise.
Oh, I did make it to the post office to Tuesday.
I overslept this morning, as I did most of this week. The pain still hurts, and I know the day ahead of me is going to be hard - hamburger pans lay in my future. Not hard to do, but just lots of them. We work until 1:30 yesterday. My aching day hopes for a shorter day, even as my bank account screams at me.
DM says he is coming up to see me.
Have a good day. Let us hope the American slide towards dictatorship takes a break today.
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