I wrote a very angry post and posted it and then deleted it.  It's how I felt in the moment but not how I feel now.  I was mad at trump AKA the Stunt Queen and the Americans who voted for him, and who continue to support him.  And then I realized my angry rant was no different than any other angry rant and decided to retract it.

I'm feeling down which is probably part of the problem.  I visited a friend this afternoon and she said, "It's January."  And it's true, January always kind of sucks.  It's the anniversary of her husband's death on Friday. For her, January sucks in a special way.  It was lovely to see her.  I had found a plate at Value Village, a souvenir plate from Skaro Shrine, a place which is very important to her family, and where her grandmother is buried.  She loved it and that lifted my spirits a little.  She's going to make a little altar with it.

Otherwise, not much.  Jack had his hearing tested, all fine.  I took the dogs to the dog park this morning.  It wasn't cold and there was fresh snow overnight.  Katie had a psychiatrist appointment this morning, she's doing very well on the new meds and her CBD.  

And me.  I felt a little better after writing that last post and then I did some rage cleaning and the anger dissipated.  Now I just feel tired and sad.  Still better than angry.