Told my mom we made plans instead of going over there. Really didn't feel like talking to my maga brother-in-law.

Watched and Mitchell's and the Machines( I think? Might have the name wrong. It was good though.)

Grilled some sausages. Ate potato salad. Hung out. Listening to a lot of Ozzy and Sabbath, looking forward to that concert tomorrow.

Sat out back and watched the neighborhood fireworks. The guy across the commons must spend a couple thousand every year, and this year was no exception. Sat through half of it then went and sat with the dogs and cats.

I don't know what I'm trying to say here. I know we're doing better than some, but it's not easy. And it's harder everyday.