Mallory meeting 1:30

 WOW!! woke 

Louise and lasagna

a great way to wake up.  25 minutes of heaven.  library woman asked about her again.  Louise went through hell to demonstrate creating heaven.  

Louise Hay Day.  10/8/26-8/30/17.  

Ruben gave me his lunch bag.  Fred, Trudy, Kenny, Toki, Walter still miffed Gil tried to corner him yesterday.  I had to laugh at the perfect example of how he creates his experience.  physics in action.  he gave me his tuna sandwich.  he and Fred are tired of 3 days the same lunch.  

I relaxed at the library 'til 4, walked Savers 2 hours then Grocery Outlet I bought the last coconut drink, home at 6.  

heading to seniors

this is probably the first time in history the masses have the possibility of peace.  and Trump has started WW3.  oh well.  

now I know publishing from post page loses my auto update.  

I'm feeling I don't know what.  scattered by an internal wind.  I must be resetting.  

Savers new red roller $4.20, new air fryer in box $17.49, facial wipes $1.40.  then Grocery Outlet $1.49 salad and lasagna $4.99. 

pay Citibank by tomorrow-PAID

listening to Louise I'm consciously using DST to manage my day.  I usually resent any and every change as an intrusion to my routine.  I see today as an opportunity to improve my schedule.  

I successfully changed setting from dark to light theme.  no idea how it reset itself to dark.  I expected it to reset itself, it didn't.  

DST+1

I changed my clocks.  I considered and discarded doing laundry.  I'm resting.  not even a library today.  

I'm feeling conflicted turmoil in my gut.  the love I received from my Hawaii family.  I remember.  it feels like my drought has ended.  I didn't need sleep supplements.  I'm dealing with my stored pain.  processing not avoiding with addiction.

I'm listening to Louise.  I'm watching "the Neighborhood" family issues are my issues.  

I've never enjoyed DST before.  

I decided to rest-paid Prop Tax

I'm practicing self care.  I sacrificed my life for the family.  Lita's invitation to St Patrick dinner at St Justin is helping me release the lifetime of feeling unappreciated, abused and humiliated.  I'm watching Alf 1986, Bob 1992, old time tv sitcoms.  

I'm sitting playing, relaxing, feeling like I wasn't allowed.  I had to stuff, swallow my feelings.  one cause of obesity.  eating one's feelings.  one way of changing chemistry ergo feelings.  

I am blessed Lita shared her beautiful, caring family with me.  they welcomed me with open arms, looked out for me, included me.  everything my parents denied me.  best food best family.  

where did it go

I wrote about the chrome freezing and half hour restoration, it disappeared.  and no auto update.  

I'm feeling guilty the chrome crashed family induced 'always my fault.'  we store these feelings in our gut = big belly.  

Lita Cairel traded phone numbers.  she was at senior lunch.  Bingo.  

I'm having a life for the first time.  no outside demands.  only my self induced pressure.  I'm resting more.