Sunday Afternoon in New Diary

A couple of things are bothering me today. One time Chocolatechip posted something on another site about living in public housing. One of her daughters texted her and asked that she take it down. She said it was embarrassing. I felt very bad. I live in public housing myself. I felt like it was an insult. I see nothing wrong with living in public housing I feel lucky nd very fortunate that I have an apartment with the housing authority. But I saw that text and it made me feel bad. Hell I felt like a failure because of my living arrangements. I was thinking about that and it made me very depressed Oh well I am over it.

We have this friend “Tim”. Tim got a Thanksgiving day dinner from the Salvation Army. Chocolatechip said she would cook the turkey for him. He talked her into cooking a Thanksgiving day dinner that consisted of a thirteen pound turkey, mashed potatoes and yams. She went through a lot of work cooking that dinner and cleaning up When Tim came down to her place for dinner he hardly said anything to her. He didn’t eat his meal. He didn’t stay long and left . I thought he was very rude. Least he could have done was sit and talk with us. But no he just sat there for less than ten minutes and then left.

We had the dinner yesterday. I enjoyed it. I spent a lot of time with Chocolatechip in her apartment yesterday afternoon. It felt good to get out of mine since I felt very depressed Saturday morning. I was really down. But Saturday afternoon was good and I snapped out of it. Life is good