My day is just beginning as of now. I got up a little bit later than I wanted to. I didn't sleep very well. After having coffee I'm going to clean for about two hours. It's weird how, while I'm in bed just before getting up, I feel like my world is going to crash. But then after breakfast I feel much better. The thing this is on my mind the most is having to move pretty soon. I'll miss where I now even though there's not much going for me and it's too costly. But I don't know where to go.

My sister and I had it out with each other a couple days ago. I finally stood up to her and told her not to call me anymore. She felt bad about it and so do I, but that's the way it goes. Her phone calls have been aggravating and I would end up feeling angry and depressed after talking to her. Also her son picked up COVID after he had gone to a big New Years Eve party. I thought that was really dumb.