Well, no one was open on Thursday night. I guess the pandemic was good for family dinner, except too many people were afraid and ate alone. That makes me sad.
We got up and I changed the sheets, but forgot to wash them. Kurt was suppose to be up, and Yeye refused to eat breakfast, saying something about he can fix his own. KR tried to fix the heater, it would not work yesterday, but still no go.
Bill Johnson came over about noon and gave KR several shirts and a vest that was too small. We went to Claudia's about 4, and she went to pick up Morgan, who had spent a week in Chicago. We had great dinner, mixed baked vegetables, ham, two kinds, corn chowder, empanada, potatoes, noodles and sauce.
We came home and went to bed.
I had a terrible dream, frustrating.
Lovely and some other people, maybe KR and I were on a tour of some place and I was following them, and they went ahead and disappeared. I spent the whole time looking for them, and I was so mad, I think I threw something at Lovely. Yelling at her for disappearing and just left me oh my
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