Yes, I am feeling a little down. I was going down the hall to bingo. One of the tenants said, “Here she comes, now”. So, I guess I can safely say that my name must have been mentioned. I walked in. I said hi to the bingo caller, J.K. No response. I will give him the benefit of the doubt. Perhaps he did not hear me. Polly walked in. I said hello, no response. She did however, thank me for the sympathy card. Someone said they were out of canned coffee. I offered to go get some. J.K. did not respond. Somehow they were able to make a pot out of individual packets. Jenn poured coffee for everyone in her clique, then turned to me and said, “You did not want coffee did you Anne”? I said that I did want some. The person counting the money said that there was $4 extra dollars. J.K. explained to Kathy, the one whom counts the bingo dues, that I had paid for a month. I piped up and explained that I had paid $4 too much. Kathy said it was $2 too much that I paid. I said, $4, $4. I never did receive my refund. They took a break at 7pm. I had had enough. I stood up, put my bingo cards back in their storage tote, held onto my walker and left. I said, “See ya”. No one responded. I heard Polly say to someone, “Is Annie leaving”? When I got home, I felt like total crap, to have been treated that way. I called Bear to tell him about it. Bad things happen to good people. Bad people treat good people like crap. That is all I know. I had to purge, to get this off of my chest. I am playing my Tea and Friendship cd, as I type. It is pretty and relaxing music. Theresa is coming at one pm. She is my youngest daughter and is also my caregiver. On Saturdays, the agency gives me 1.5 hours with her. Weekdays it is 2.0 hours. It will be good to see her. More later.