Sunday

It’s Sunday, it’s cold, and it’s quite breezy. Yet there are a lot of people out and about, walking on the sidewalk I can see from my window. It’s kind of nice. I am still struggling with pain and exhaustion, which is sometimes better than it is now. I wish the better part would make a comeback. I’ve been working hard to keep up with things, like not let the dishes pile up til the support person comes. It’s nice to have a tidy kitchen, especially when it’s as small as mine is. But the door to the kitchen is right at this end of the frig. The sink is between the frig and the dishwasher. That’s the entire kitchen.