Pride

Last night I did one good thing and that was to call little Bernie and asked him if he needed a ride. He did not but I had debated if I should call him this morning and it was a good thing I did not wait because everything else that I noted mentally last night  literally flew out of my pigeon brain this morning. Oh, I did not want to write myself a note, I surely would not forget...Guess again. On the way to the temple, one thing after another crossed my mind and I really got mad at myself for being so stupid. Then when services started I tried to pull myself together and before we ever got to the spirit part, I said: "And with your spirit!" which drove the people around me into laughing fits. Went to see my friend afterwards. They tried to teach her how to get out of bed or at least sit up and get her feet on the ground. Could not see her because this therapy is obviously done around the bed. The rooms are not that big. I hate the stale air there. It smells of cabbage and the place is overheated. Lots of paperwork to work on now. The Monday night social club needs a timeline.