I had a bad night

 At one point poor, sweet, Spotty came and laid on my arm, purring.  It hurt like hell but I found it very sweet and didn't move him.  

I like to keep about $40 on my bus fare card, and I was down to about $10.  I'm human, I don't want to give hours of my pay to people who hurt me.  But I turned it in my head and thought about all my wonderful drivers, that I would give them the money.  And I put $30 on it.  

Metro has a policy you have to go to one of the "ride stores" if you want to renew a disabled card (mine broke last year).  So I had to buy a standard one last year which costs me twice as much every time I ride.  I have thought it would be a nice gesture if they sent me a new (disabled) one with serious fare on it.  

I already have plenty of done up candy and I am bringing my needlework.  I'm not taking a shower, I didn't do anything strenuous yesterday and frankly I'm tired.  I'm hurting. 

Chronic pain is hideous.  The good news this is not permanent.  But it's going to be a process.