Back from getting my hair cut. Drama Queen came by. Her power is out. I gave her a coat of hers that I found in the closet. She has left again.
Drama Queen never enters except when she wants something and never leaves until she has to.
Sharon came by. She wanted to know how often I thought those things with the books and other stuff falling over happened. I had to grit my teeth. I told her it wasn’t funny any more, after the bathroom scale.
Then I went to the library. Now I want to go to bed because my right leg is causing some real problems for me. I forgot to get some medicated rub for it on Tuesday, and I really need something. Ice packs only work part of the time.