Today is my birthday. I cooked, made some of my favorite things and I couldn't stop crying while doing it all.
I guess I was having a pity party since nobody in my family calls or emails or texts to see how I am doing with that woman next door. All she did was the same as always. Lay around,take pills,overdose on pills,talk about how sick she is.etc.etc. So my day was just another day in my life. I cooked,cleaned,potted flowers for myself,and just basically felt so lonely. When I went back over there just now she starts telling me "who called you?" anybody call you? I just didnt answer,I had nothing to say to her dumb ass. She is plotting to call 911 in the morning and I am glad today is over now.