An old friend of mine seems to have unfriended me on Facebook, probably because I made an ill-advised comment on one of her posts, but less proximally because we seem to be just drifting apart. Since I stopped being so willing to do Friday night movies or Saturday afternoon outings with a lot of my friends here in town, and since three of them have taken to working out together (which I do at a gym, usually with a trainer, as I have done for 3.5 years or so now), my relationships with them have been fraying. It may be just the kick in the pants (or skirt-seat, as the case may be) I need to move out of my current living situation and move closer to the shul. But man, am I going to miss my garden. So, combine that with the impending loss of my job, and I’m feeling a little down…again. I haven’t had very many days of being not-depressed since September of last year.
On the other hand, I finally got my application in to the Beit Din. It took me quite a while to round up all the pieces and parts, alas.
And I still haven’t had the opportunity to tell my family, <i>or</i> my oldest remaining friend yet, either.