Here I am 58 years old. It's been an okay day. Jerry has been spoiling me with gifts and my favorite breakfast and a lovely lunch.
I am sad that we are going anywhere. I have been wanting to get out of the house for months and it hasn't happened. I thought I dropped lots of hints but I guess I'm just going to have to take things into my own hands if I want things done. I hate that I have to do that.
I am going to go out and about and if he has to work he has to work. I'm just going to go... fuck it
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