The type name I always pick is Georgia, for obvious reasons.
It is clear and easy to read.
I am getting through each day by eating/cooking/cleaning.
Breakfast is always easy. Coffee, maybe egg & toast later on.
Lunch/Dinner when I feel hungry and easy food like pasta or rice.
I do make marinara sauce and refrigerate it. It works for me as it very easy to poach eggs in it as well as atop pasta, rice or a small meatloaf.
I am trying to learn to cook using 2 electric (one small /one large) burners and a large enough Air Fry countertop unit.
I'm doing the best I can. I'm not the recipes-in-the-head type. Joe cooked for us, for me, all the time. My best contribution to dinner was calling and driving to pick up the Chinese food from the Cambridge Chinese Restaurant.
The other thing is that living alone means eating alone...
At Book Club yesterday we (Nancy, Sonya, Julie) said something about Joe and it made me tear up. (them too) Good but also awful for me. It still feels physical-the pain I feel is in my body not just my mind.
I think of Isabel loosing Gray so suddenly. Her daughters made her move and sell the house. I wonder if it made a difference to her pain.
