Late lunch/early dinner with J, Swimming, watched some of the Yankees game with J. I bought her some of her favorite cookies. Desperation level is appreciably lower. I am as happy about the shift in circumstances as I can be.

Lack of sleep, body pain, more clutter around the house all combined to heighten the sense of hopelessness. Today showed me where the tools of recovery help. “Don’t give up five minutes before the miracle.” is one of those pithy sayings we take to heart.

Tomorrow I will go to 8:30 Mass, where I will meet my sister and brother-in-law. I will go swimming. I will fix chili for supper.

“I have to admit it’s getting better, getting better all the time.” Lennon/McCartney