I awoke with my knees hurting so bad I doubted I could walk. I’m sore all over,belly severely bloated. I lay there on my crappy bed,dreading getting up,but mostly dreading this week. My oldest son will be job hunting this week. It’ll be the 1st time in years that’ve I’ve been all alone. I don’t want to be alone,all by myself. I don’t feel safe being alone in this trashy neighborhood,in this old house,with all these health problems. I feel safe with someone in the house with me. I am also worried about him…the way he drives is spooky & there’s so many idiots that drive dangerous. He wants to drive our Acura RL…I think he’s not skilled enough. His Camaro is old. I need to hush & have breakfast.