Danced for 12 minutes before getting tired and sweaty. But I moved my body at least. It helped my mood a little and gave me a difficult choreography to focus my mind on. I am so out of practice. I miss in person classes. It's more fun dancing with a group. Obviously. But I love this choreography and music so I'll keep working on it until I've mastered it. Maybe I'll try again in a few hours.
While I was facetiming with the Alcoholic earlier, a cockroach walked across the wall behind him. Gross. :(
I might see him tomorrow but I fear he's in another little phase of drinking or wanting to drink, and I don't mind a little drinking but, you know, it's him, so he'll overdo it, and then I'll rather be alone again. But he's the best hiking partner, so hopefully we can stay busy that way, or bring the drinking outdoors where it's less likely to become excessive or irritating. I basically just don't want it happening in my house. He also stopped taking insulin against his doctor's orders so drinking is a bad idea, but whatever I guess. It's his life.
I think I'll make some art now. I need to strengthen all these muscles I've neglected for far too long
6:48 p.m. - 2021-09-20