off to run errands

I need cigarettes and coke and possibly donuts before I come home and start cleaning/working.

I have this month's bills paid, barring Larry's truck and his credit card.

I'm going to order A's Christmas, pick up Lorna's gift and then I'm done - if I had something for someone, go me. If not, too bad. I keep reminding myself of the December of 1997, when we were living on borrowed time and the food bank and the kindness of strangers, when I put the Christmas tree up to prove I believed things would work out. Today, I am lacking hope. Faith? I got that in spades, but I'm not so much on the hope right now.