A Firing

I am angry and sad today that one of the maintenance men who was very kind to me was fired this morning. And then I learned that there was going to be a memorial service for a security guard who died. He was very kind and friendly, as was the maintenance man.  He was supportive of my problem with the next door neighbor who kept playing his music loudly. I will always remember his smiling face, his grith and his ring. I am too tired to go and too angry to go. I don't like to find out about things on the day of the event. I feel somehow disrepected. On top of the fact that I stayed up until 5AM last night, my birthday.

I finished the socks.

My next efforts will be to weave in the ends on my brother's colorful yoke sweater.