I worry too about boots.

As for me I’m struggling with a dip. Food has become a chore and tasteless. There’s a constant ball of stress churning in my mid section. Next time I see the pdoc I’m thinking of asking for an increase of ambien because I keep waking earlier and earlier.

All there is in the refrigerator is two cartons of yogurt and old cottage cheese and my cheese that I eat with my bedtime meds. But the thought of going grocery shopping is too much. I need to keep an eye on this and not let it spiral out of control. I should have gone to play cards today but it was too much to deal with small talk. I’m really nervous about the future. I’m having no luck with finding a place and it could be months before I find out anything from sec 8.