Thursday, May 28, 2026    

     Wednesday morning activities create chaos for me. Four things are wrong.  A high School kid is parking in my driveway, the bank refuses to accept the state tax refund check, the voting ballot is confusing,(I did vote for Katie Porter), And something else I can’t remember. Oh yes, my prescriptions are on hold because the medicines are temporally unavailable. Due to war or to the tariffs, or did I do something wrong? Of course it is demented president’s fault.

     It is all too hard. I write a complaining text to family. And the tall man comes by at lunch time and fixes two of the problems. A note on the kid’s car saying don’t park here and a trip to the bank resolving the deposit issues (state’s fault, not mine). So easy and effective.

     I used to be able to solve problems easily. Is it my age or the difficulties dealing with AI responses. I haven’t kept up with modern life and now modern life is moving beyond my reach. Sigh

     I give in this morning and turn on the heater to combat the damp cold weather. I am reading Elizabeth Strout’s latest book THE THINGS WE NEVER SAY. The story about life in today’s crazy world is right on. The problems of secrets and loneliness.   My lovely roommate is back and life is better.