I did pretty good yesterday. I'm stuck right now. I've been sad and weepy about how my trip to see family was kind of a flop. It's after 2 p.m. and I'm still not dressed. I don't want to leave the house, even just to check the mail or bring in the trash barrel from the curb.

Maybe if I just get in the shower I can jump-start my engine. I'm depressed. I want someone to talk to, but there is no one. I've thought just now of calling someone I know. She has serious problems of her own - very serious. She was on the verge of homelessness last time we spoke, a few weeks ago.

I'm spending too much time alone. I should be planning my days, so I don't just vegetate. Maybe if I eat something, I'll have more energy to stop sitting here thinking sad thoughts.