Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Monday March 2, 1992
A quiet day. I have very little energy in the morning and have a hard time getting started. I manage to get to my nail appointment at 10:45. After I finish the wash and get the bills paid we go out to the bank, post office, and do a little shopping. I am eager to get home, tired. I find enough energy to fix dinner but feel too tired to go square dancing. We go anyway. I dance most dances but am too tired to really enjoy it like I usually do.
We come home afterward to relax in front of the TV before going to bed. I called Chris this evening. She's doing fine but very tired.
We are both exhausted this day. Parallel lives perhaps?