So I slept all day. I woke up a few times. I woke up first at about 2pm to discover mom was having a bad day. I didn't want to participate, so I went back to sleep. I woke up and worked on the French Fries game, trying to make it work to not allow warping and yet still be fair at the same time. I hope I achieved that.
My right thumb hurts at the joint, I don't know why, but when I touch it it hurts. Luckily I went to the doctor a few days ago. I asked him about it and he said it might go away, and if it doesn't in a few weeks, we'll get an X-ray of it. Whoopee.
So anyway, it's 12:15 am and Mom is sleeping. Or at least she is in bed with lights out trying to. Poor mom, she seems so overwhelmed. I keep asking her if there's anything I can do and she keeps saying no.
I am so sick of being hot. It's 12:15 am and still hot in my room. I can't wait for fall so the
oven house will cool down.