I walked outside with my worker, then she went home. I sat on the upper bench because “Eugenia” was sitting down at the gazebo. I do not want to be around her. “Cheryl” walked up the steps and sat down next to me on the bench. Cheryl was making comments about the “possibility” of my feuding with someone. I responded by simply telling her that I was ok. She would most likely go back down to the gazebo to tell the crowd what I would have said, had I cared to discuss it with her. It is none of her business.
Tonight, I am going to bed early, because I have to get up early to go one or two places. I have to get off of here shortly to get everything ready for tomorrow.
Other than once again being on the outs with someone, I am ok. I always end up in this position, no matter how hard I try to get along with everyone.