I know it’s not normal to be sad every day, but it is hard to find any joy most days.

I do believe it wasn’t for Lucy and G, I’d probably be permanently curled up in a ball in a corner sobbing my heart out.

Lucy cuddles with me and tolerates my hugs, kisses, and tears.

G gets me out of the house and lets me blow off steam. She never judges me, she only supports me.

Weather permitting we go for walks. We didn’t do much of that this past summer between the rain and excessive heat.

I wish I could talk her into going back to the gym. She can’t afford it and refuses to let me pay for her. I hate to exercise and find it is so much easier to go if I have an exercise buddy.

If I could get the attic cleaned I could then clear out my back bedroom and start using my exercise equipment I have in there again.

I gave The Curmudgeon the job of finding someone to clean up the attic. (Once that is done, I can move the Halloween props and things I’ve stored in the back bedroom to the attic.) We suffered some damages, falling insulation, and dirt from when the roofer removed the old slate roofing and he’s been procrastinating about this for a couple of years now.

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