Everyone around here seems to be doing the best they can just to get through the day. Joints are hurting. People are stiff. Others are dealing with inflammation. Some are sick. It has been hard to get anything accomplished. Especially when I leave work and I need to remind myself that I that it is a job and other peoples' behavior just does not matter.
These are the times that buying myself roses or roses and peonies really helps. It helps to have chocolate milk shakes for dinner. It helps when your best friend tells you that her grandmother is better but wants to stay at the hospital because it is so much nicer then her apartment.
I am hoping for another night of good sleep. But there is bread to bake. That should give me some time on my sewing machine. There will be bara brith for breakfast.