Mother’s Day 2016
My sister made dinner for my mother and her mother in law. I over ate and drank a little too much wine. Everything was good. Then I scurried upstairs to my room. I needed to rest my stupid leg because it was aching me again.
My sister talked about how weird it was that my father is gone. She accidently called him today and was disappointed to find the number disconnected. I told her I was going to call her yesterday morning to find out how he was doing. It’s going to be a huge adjustment. I think I have been thinking about him more since he has passed than when he was alive.
I have slept most of the day. I went to Walgreens to pick up my prescription and then I filled my pill box for the week. I still have no interest in baseball, though I keep following it on Twitter, just to keep abreast of what is going on. Last time I heard, they were in first place. I hope they still are. They have lost their last two games with the skankees so they might not be anymore. I don’t know if it’s the depression that is blocking the interest or the grief.
I am wicked tired from the wine. I feel like I took sleeping pills. I should sleep good tonight, if I don’t take a nap between now and about 2100. It is very tempting right now to lie down and sleep.