Friday, November 16, 1984

Alma was awful today, kicking and hitting me while I gave her a bath. I recommended to one of her daughters, two of her son-in-laws and her husband that she be hospitalized and seen by a psychiatrist. I already hurt, have an arm problem, and I don't need to be beat up too.

I bought a fifty pound bag of generic dog food and spent $10.00 worth of food stamps for groceries. I bought a metal and rubber bottom edge strip for my front door. The front door really doesn't need it, but the wood on the bottom edge has a chipped corner, and doesn't look nice. I will still need Plastic Wood applied to that corner edge and filled in.