I'm tired and I over ate today. Been doing that a lot, with much of it less than healthful food. My mood has played a part. I'm not taking any more medication than I've taken for a while, when I wasn't having the overeating.

Hubby and I had to run some special errands, including transferring the car registration from one city to another. Before we left, I stubbed my toe quite badly. At first it seemed no big deal, but then walking became very uncomfortable. I took off my sock and found it swollen and black and blue. I'm certain it's not broken, though. I've had worse injuries when no breaks were found.

When my husband got home last night, he told me about his visit with his friend. People were saying he is "better". "Better", maybe, as a comparison. But doing well? No. Apparently the friend still has unreasonable paranoia and some delusional thinking. The friend thinks the government is tapping his phones and monitoring his emails. He thinks this because of some frighteningly large payment he made during the worst of his illness. It was akin to extreme manic hyperspending. But he wasn't manic. Just psychotic as a rare post-covid effect. The payment just made it into the six-figure range, and he was only able to get back 50%. Sounds tragic, but really other stuff trumps it, in his case.

As written yesterday, I get my first covid vaccine next week. I was surprised to find that the 2nd won't be given until August 4. I thought they scheduled them only a few weeks apart? August 4 is far more. Maybe scheduling backup?