I made it to Friday. Things are a wee bit better. But it was weighed down by depression. The skies are grey today, always looking like it’s about to rain. It’s humid and clammy. It was like this yesterday. Bill and I went out to my sister-in-law’s house.

It was a last minute invite which we gladly accepted. Homecooked food, in this case, Shepherd’s Pie and Lasagna, salad, and broccoli. We don’t fool around with the train schedules, we tend to get there early and get good seats.

The train rolled forward at the appointed time. It was not crowded and a few rows in front of us was a man talking somewhat loudly, enough that most of the passengers in our area could hear every word of his conversation.

We could not hear who he was talking to. As he was finishing his call, he said ‘I love you’ and after a few beats, he said ‘Say it back’ when at which point about a dozen of us yelled in response, ‘We love you’. Then we fell about laughing. We could not see the man’s face but it was probably red from embarrassment.

It was lovely spending time with my sister-in-law. Ever since my brother passed away in 2019, Bill and I have tried to spend time visiting. We’re sure she enjoys the company. The food was as good as expected. We used to dine and dash, but this time I decided to switch it up a bit.

I brought a game of Scrabble. My sister-in-law claimed she wouldn’t be very good at it, but she held her own. Bill also did well, but I ruled the roost. We didn’t adhere to the rules completely, leaving enough wiggle room so if there was a challenge to a word, not much would be lost or gained.

It was a good time and it wasn’t the dine and dash. We were back on the train a little while after that. The skies cleared up a bit which was noticeable even though it was dark out. We watched Anthony Jeselnik’s latest stand-up on Netflix which was funny.

I texted Julio to clue him in on it and a while later he texted back saying it was harsh. I hoped he didn’t put it on the TV for the family to watch since it’s quite edgy and the language is ot meant for his youngest’s ears. Still, Bill and I thought it was hilarious.

We’re also watching The Diplomat on Netflix. Bill has been watching The West Wing since he didn’t catch it the first time around and The Diplomat is similar in its storylines and the dialogue, plus the camerawork.

The grey skies, they are not good for my mental health. Yes, I made it to Friday. My dreams are still infected with people I had worked with. Last dreams this morning involved Brianna Calimari and there was a potential to commit violence on that person.

They certainly warrant such behavior. What I was waiting for on Friday seems to be the closing of that chapter and that makes me sad and also pisses me off.