Let's revisit the pain

Tonight I went to watch my friends play softball, and sitting in the bleachers was remarkably painful, I think I moaned every time I moved. Enough of this tough routine, I am sending my oncologist an email right away asking for something stronger. I just can't concentrate on anything when I'm in so much pain all the time.

I will be taking possession of my new apartment tomorrow, and I plan to be there bright and early with a bucket and bleach and rags to clean out the refrigerator and inside the cabinets. Gladys, the landlady, says it was just cleaned really well tonight, but still . . . I did get permission to paint a different color, so I'm going to take my sage accessories and look for paint.

I'm still planning to move all the 2nd hand furniture on Sunday. I need to get all the ducks in a row so everyone knows I'm coming with the truck.

Today was a bittersweet day for me, each time I wrote '6/19' it reminded me that 6/19/88 Marshall and I fell in love. I'm happy to report that we have been getting along really well, in fact last night we took a walk together and had some fun.

Onward and upward. Many deep sighs to come . . .