Friday, November 6
Nov. 7th, 2020 04:20 amThat I'm still not dead inside. I talked to Trainwreck sister and S, because Mom went to the hospital to make sure some swelling in her legs wasn't something more serious, and I wanted to check in with them. Once again, both of them are sad, tired, and seemed like life was just something to be endured. I even went so far today as to try and talk to Trainwreck about taking better care of herself, and trying to find something that would bring her joy. Her only thought was "well, I am looking for a man". Not "I'm drawing again, or I'm going to find a nicer place to live", just looking for a man. As in, someone outside of myself to try to make me feel better.
I did walk around the horse pasture while I was talking, so at least Roxy and I got some exercise.
I made spaghetti squash and a home made tomato sauce that turned out surprisingly well.
My sweetie and I watched "The Producers". I hadn't seen it before, and I thought it was hilarious, but I was still put off by all the horrid sexism and gross innuendo that is the trademark of Mel Brooks.
Then I put did some beading, and made a necklace.