Drag my butt out of bed.
Work 8 hours.
15-90 minutes at home for dinner.
Visit Mom. Home by 10pm.
Rinse & repeat.
Except now her community is locked down. No visitors. I get in because I'm there for a medical reason, to inject her insulin. They give medicine but not shots. So I have to do it every night.
I'm just waiting for probate to end. We have a court date in May. I have nothing left to do but wait.
So my stress has turned into physical symptoms. I've been dealing with digestive issues since September. Then it went up another level when I went back to work after the 2 week holiday break. I think I've finally got it under control, except for gas. Gas can get painful. It's certainly not pleasant. I mentioned this to my friend. She gave me some Mexican herbs to make tea. Meh. So I've been trying probiotic gummy's. I could eat the whole jar in one setting, takes alot of self-control to limit to two a day. I think it helps but I think I found the cure: bone broth. I should have just bone broth for dinner every day.
I could use a massage. But I don't trust the massage people to wipe down properly between customers for coronavirus. Some tables are barely acceptable when it's cold & flu season and the place at the mall skimps on their table covering. I'll give it another month.
By the Lake
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My plein air group met by the Yaphank Lake to sketch and then drop off our
paintings for our annual show that was last weekend. I'm happy to say the
sho...
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