Nov. 25th, 2002

• 5:17 PM

You know, I really was doing okay...

I didn't mean to make you feel bad. I guess I'm feeling sorry for myself. I miss you and I don't have enough to do to keep my brain occupied enough to forget that.

You know, I didn't believe you when you said you'd call every day...but I sure did hope. I've been doing everything I can to make sure things are taken care of here...did laundry for you today, changed the cover on your futon and washed the other one...I check the house...take care of Brandon...I'm trying really hard.