Yesterday I was a whirlwind as I cleaned and did clothes. In between it all I had TCM on which had a marathon of Bob Hope and Bing Cosby’s road pictures. They don’t require close attention so I got a lot done. Even took a shower. Today I’m all ready for the visitation. I decided to only go today and not go to the funeral tomorrow. It’s a small church and 100s will be there.

The night hours were bad. The temperature dropped outside so the AC wasn’t running but it got so hot in here. I opened the window and it cooled off some but was so humid and damp it wasn’t much relief. Then Sir hopped up wanting breakfast. I don’t have the heart to be mad at him. He so rarely wakes me. I imagine he was really hungry. He’s a skinny guy who doesn’t eat much, so when he wants to eat I’m only too happy to feed him. But as a result, I’m very tired.