rides

Joann is giving me rides to and from work. She wants to do her part. What she does especially well is talk. And talk. And talk.

But she is cooking for Lisa at night, and that takes a load off of my mind.

So far we haven't charged her any rent, but when her disability check comes in we will have to start. There is already a friend renting a room here; it isn't fair to him that we allow her to stay for free.

And tomorrow I get to come home an hour early because Frank has an appointment with his doctor at 7:45 AM.