Marijuana Day. No celebration planned. Everyone will have to get high on their own. Over 40,000 people dead in this country from the virus. Over 100,000 worldwide. Today I am bringing Oliver to the surgeon for another post-op visit. I would normally hate to go but now it’s my only diversion for the week. We go to Glastonbury. I sit in the car waiting for a text that says he can go in alone, alone. He comes out 5 minutes later and that’s it. Not much to look forward to and yet it’s better than being home. Bernie dropped out of the race a few weeks ago so I guess we are going to have Joe Biden as our candidate. I am underwhelmed.
With the economy slipping into the abyss, he is our only hope against Trump. He is a pig. He is a hateful self serving man. I deserve better for my president. What a fucking mess.
Last night Jacob called to tell Emily that he and Mirilla are getting a divorce. We are both very upset. She was never much of a wife for him or a daughter in law for Emily and now she will be gone. I’m hoping she proceeds fairly with Jacob. He doesn’t deserve a bad divorce. He already had a bad marriage. That’s enough.