Morning rite went well. Finally slept through the night; no idea what the hell was going on with me that I wasn’t.
Noon prayer rite went well, walk afterward. I’m feeling better, calmer.
Not surprising news about my grandmother, she’s got Alzheimer’s. My last surviving grandparent and not a fun diagnosis. Much family drama, like dealing with what amounts to a death sentence for a relative isn’t bad enough. I sincerely hope that she does not go anytime soon; I’ve had enough deaths for this year, thank you.
Not feeling well, evening rite went okay but I was drained beyond being drained.