I stayed in bed long after I woke up. Just didn’t want to get up. Amazing how I can do that now that Sir is not here. My staying in bed made him nervous. He liked routine. Even if I got up and fed him he didn’t want me going back to bed. Kind of bittersweet. I’m not feeling as depressed or sad but not quite normal either.

Today is shower day and fill the weekly pill container. Plus I told my daughter I’d come over. But I’m not really wanting to go.