These holiday weekends are always lonely - friends all go off to spend time with families and significant others, and I am left in this none-too-pleasant and mildly toxic home environment of mine.

Such is the way. I am watching “The Strange Love of Martha Ivers” for the 5th time this week since I’ve been watching it late at night and keep falling asleep before the end. It’s an interesting movie and one of my favorite kinds of “old” movies - somewhat overdramatically acted and requiring a good bit of suspension of disbelief. It’s almost laughable at times - like when Martha Ivers “kills” her grandmother by almost brushing the air near her head with a fireplace poker (or was it a walking cane??) So terribly done, but funny funny funny.

I’m going to skip past the scenes I have almost memorized by now so I can actually watch the end of the film before falling asleep. I need to get up about 90 minutes earlier than usual so I can do some laundry and whatnot prior to breakfast. My mother is actually going to church in the morning (all of a sudden, she wants to incorporate religion back into her life) and while my father has never been religious, he always wants us to be dressed nicely at the table for these Catholic holiday family feasts. So… I can put on my “work pants” and a clean shirt for that instead of going downstairs in pajama pants.

My head hurts a little, but I think that’s from the drastic climate change today. It was 80 degrees and sunny and bright and humid. I had to turn on the A/C to keep from falling asleep in the house because of the warmth. My wrist is also continuing to hurt a lot from the weather change… SUCKS. I just have to try to forget about it and last until my doctor’s visit on Thursday. I won’t get surgery then, but worrying about it until then won’t make it any less annoying or painful. If I don’t think about it, I can do the mind over matter thing for a few more days. Or so I am trying to convince myself.

I miss my friends on weekends like these; it really sends me into a funk.