I've been feeling alright for most of the day today, so I guess that's good. Early this morning I felt kind of weird. As I got into my car to go to work, I bumped into that man who lives below me as he was walking his dog. He's that same guy who told me a few weeks ago (right around the same time and same spot) to stop working out because it was bothering him. At that time he seemed upset and was about to cry. This morning he was the nicest to me in a long time. That's good except that I feel like he's very nice to me because he got his way. It's been a sacrifice for me to stop working out.

The pool area is now working, so that makes me feel better. I think that the word hasn't gotten out about it working; which is probably why people haven't been coming. That's great, but it's sad to feel happy that people don't come in simply because I haven't met anyone nice.

On Sunday I plan to look at an opening for an apartment. It doesn't sound like what I had really hoped for, but maybe it might do me some good to practice looking for a place.