It seems to have come to a stand still, my life, that is.  Not going down, that is for sure, but still not going up… what to do, what to do.  I started sewing, thought it would take my mind off the stress, still waiting for that; so I got a book, but finished too fast.  Maybe next will be some sort of get together, I can’t stay home for much longer with out going a little crazy, these winter days are getting to me.  I used to dread social gatherings, and now I am craving one.    I do like to give my time to things that need attention; like when my mother would bring us to the “old folks home” to sing and talk with them, I knew they loved it so I loved it too. Maybe mentoring troubled teens would be a good thing to invest my time in since I know  what most any of them are going through.