Yesterday was a pleasant day. After running an errand, we went to my university town (Rutgers University). We wanted to visit a particular photography shop there, then just walk around so I could experience a bit of nostalgia. It is possible that I may never visit that town again, or only once to a few times. We didn't manage to sell any of Hubby's photography equipment, but the owner was fun to talk to. He even walked us to the statue he commissioned for the town square. Major league historian! After that, we had a nice lunch further down the street. On the way home, we cashed in a HUGE number of coins that we had accumulated over the years. There were so many that it paid for our lunches. Then Hubby got a flu shot. I got my flu shot a few days before.

I was supposed to visit my father this afternoon, with my sister, but as he often does, he asked to cancel (called my sister to do so). He does the same to my siblings, so it's not just me. It is highly concerning since there are a limited number of times I can see him, before moving to Europe. And once I move, there is a chance I may not see him again. I called the assisted living and left a message on the facility manager's vmx. My siblings and I believe he is not receiving adequate therapy. He has displayed extreme avoidant behavior for a long time, when it comes to any kind of stressor. It's sad that my siblings and I are clearly stressors to him. We know he loves us, but my siblings and I represent reality. It's hard to fully explain here.

My sister said she is becoming mildly depressed. She has been dealing with many physical issues (with accompanying surgical procedures) for a long while now, plus most of the "stuff" relating to our dad. During the phone call, she stated that she wishes she could just sit and look at some flowers. I didn't say anything in response, but after our call I ordered a nice sunny-like arrangement to be delivered to her tomorrow from a florist shop. I chose all bright yellow (in a basket) over autumn-like because I thought it might be more helpful.

Doing comparatively little today. Feels good! I did make my husband's favorite comfort food dish. It was delicious and there are leftovers. It's sort of a casserole with spaghetti and homemade herb tomato Parmesan "sauce", bacon, and topped with an Italian-blend of cheeses and breadcrumbs, then baked in the oven.