Suffered from a serious attack of “I hate this f-ing place” this afternoon. I grabbed my camera and forced myself out of my room to take pictures late this afternoon.
After taking some photos, I went to the saloon and got a Dark Hollow brew. Things were better until it was time to eat dinner. Couldn’t face the food. I had beer and coffee with my friends and returned to Old Bat Cave for dinner. Sauted chicken, onions, and steamed brussel sprouts and carrots. Seasoned with pepper and balsamic vinegar. Finished with a little butter.
Gratitude
Grateful to my friends who put up with my periodic meltdowns. Also grateful to live in an institution with an in-house saloon. If one has to be institutionalized.
