Gud, is there anything the rest of us can crowd source for you and your family?

Wishing wellness seems so lame compared to the reality you are dealing with.

Laura, same for you. Can we DO anything that would be of help?

Typo, do you need anything?

The facility I was in a couple of years ago tried to make me participate in a sing-a-long of Hey Jude.

I called Kristen immediately to get me out of there. Electroshock was better.

That could have been effective treatment for me, violent anger at being pressured to sing might have counteracted the depression to some extent.

So I walked down to the BBQ fest for some ribs and got called over by an old friend who was stumping for the Libertarian candidate, who also happened to be the hot guy I was in the process of ogling: [link]

Pictures don't really do him justice, he's almost Brian Sims-hot. I have too many disagreements over issues to vote Libertarian, but if he's ever on a modeling show or in a wet T-shirt contest he has my vote.

The facility I was in a couple of years ago tried to make me participate in a sing-a-long of Hey Jude.

The facility I was in, way back when, was big into group activities. I have hated enforced group activities since kindergarten. It was even worse than the 6am wake-ups. They didn't make us sing together, though. That's just cruel.

I feel like such an irresponsible idiot, and so bad for the vet practice - they are all so nice and here I am not paying them.

You are not an irresponsible idiot! And you are paying them. Just not this minute.

That plus depression reminds me of the time I couldn't pay my therapist for months. Some I didn't have money, some I couldn't get it together to write and mail a check. Ugh.

Anyway, I'm watching Frontline's The Choice, and painting my nails OPI's Madam President. Too on the nose?

and painting my nails OPI's Madam President. Too on the nose?

Just the right amount.

I'm feeling bad: I'm bailing on a friend I said I would meet at the local Octoberfest. But I'm kind of broke and I already ran and went to dog class today, and I have a ton of housekeeping like things to do before I go to the theater tonight. Happily, she's not alone, so I am trying not to feel too guilty.

The first place I was in had lots of rules and some of the other patients ended up bullying me. There was a queen bee.

The hospital I was in last year was much better. Food was ok and there group activities but you could opt out. The only problem was sharing a room with someone on 24 observation.

So much adulting today.

• paid last rent for current place
  
• signed lease and made first rent for new place
  
• sold more stuff of Hubby's
  
• bought new bed and arranged delivery

To do: transfer utilities, change address, finish packing!!!, schedule movers, schedule junk haulers, remind myself on doing the stuff that's going first, then the stuff that's being picked up, then the stuff I can dispose of myself.

I think I'm going to spend the month of November in a fetal ball for the time I'm not at work.

Nice day. Took a walk in the cool brisk mountain air and took more pictures. Time spent with family that lives up here. Talked to my sons, they are of course emotional and upset about my nephew's situation. But a nice relaxing day for the most part. Pictures - [link]

Things about my new place:

We were going over the conditions of the lease, no drugs, no smoking, no pets, etc. I asked about alcohol, she said not to wander around the complex with a drink in your hand. I said, "So if I want to sit on my balcony with a book and a glass of wine, that's OK?" She grinned. "What kind of wine do you like?" "Cheap, sweet, red wine," I shrugged. "I'm going to like you."

However, I'm too short to reach the chains on the ceiling fans. Fortunately, I have a reachy-grabby thing, and I may ask if I can get longer chains.