Yay, it rained today!!!

Also they came and picked up most of the medical equipment my Grandpa used, glad the oxygen tanks are out of here, my Grandma smokes, and I was becoming really paranoid that they were going to explode at any minute if she lit a cigarette.

Still have to read through my grief paper, wish we'd had gone through it in therapy though, apparently my therapist didn't want to waste time talking about the grief process, but rather lecture me on DBT skills. Hmm I thought individual therapy was for processing things. I'm not really ready to talk about skills I don't really know much about yet or that I haven't learned in group yet... Ugh, just a little frustrated that I feel like I have to do all this processing on my own...