Cinder missed me while I worked. Both cats were all cuddled in the bedroom with their blankets.
Today's Name Day: Angela, Angelika
Had a good & different day. I worked at the Red Barn Museum. In town today was the annual Artists' Open House. The Red Barn is a former house that became a studio & gallery. All the art sits out in the open so when there is many people are in there you need people to just sit in each room & watch to make sure all is ok. And to answer questions. No one is allowed to touch anything or sit on the furniture. Everything is old & delicate. I sat in a room with another worker from there. They were really busy. They always have food set out also. Great food. I worked there for about 5 years a long time ago. It was fun just to see people & talk with others.
Today was the 6th anniversary of Willie's funeral. I had it on my mind. I remember many acts of kindness done to me. But I also remember the people that were just mean spirited. On the way home I drove by Willie's grave. Plus MM's father & my best friend John. I was afraid that my kids remembered what day it was & would hurt Willie's grave. I was relieved to see all was well. But I will check in another few days. They are not to be trusted.
There is someone on SnapChat that signed on using my daughter-in-law's signon. But this person uses my granddaughter's name & the avatar looks like her not her mom. I do not dare to do anything with it. I ignore it. Maybe it is my granddaughter. And maybe if it is her she might want to reconnect with me. Wait & see. Sure her parents would forbid that.
It was warmer last night & today. Slept good & Cinder stayed close. Seems like both cats can lay in bed at the same time with no fighting. I like it
Still some pains when walking. And my depression is much worse.. Think it is from the holiday getting close & knowing there will be no eating out or anything. I am ignoring rather than being rejected. And my birthday is really bothering me. But there just is so few who actually care about it or me. I just want to be alone. If I can eat out I might, but if I am crying I don't want anyone to see that.
Photos are all from this afternoon. The artist --- Lester Raymer --- made toys for his wife at Christmas. Many are put out for all to see.
Self Portrait of Lester Raymer.
Fireplace with crowns made for a church program years ago.
Part of the living room & the upstairs.
Toys in a window
Toys in a book case.
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