Me being crippled are home alone. My son is out with his brother & my husband went to visit his Mother. My inability to stand up & walk has me home alone. There’s stuff to do,like unpack boxes in my bedroom. Anyway,it looks like rain. I’ve no clue as to how long I will be home alone. This house isn’t home yet,still adjusting to it & the neighborhood,not really feeling safe. Ah hah,I now have a chair in my room,will help me in unpacking. I need to sit while unpacking. There are so much to unpack! I never knew I had that much! Most of it are books & journals…& my queen size bed…my book shelfs…& my pottery…die cast meddle cars…pc racing games…& my DVDs…you know,personal things. Now,I need to get my lonely old day going. So many people live alone & are comfortable. I hate being alone. I like having people in my home…just knowing they are here.