Mushroom For Experimentation
Entry 1 8:10 a.m. Sometimes it's eerie, looking out into our yard. Sometimes it is eerie living inside the house. Here is to hoping the two don't decide to coordinate, or worse, compete for which is the creepiest. The fog really does add to the horror show flavor. Jenny is asleep. Peter, her friend from NYC, is putting dishes away in the kitchen. Amy is upstairs, presumably still sleeping. They have taken care of all the household duties since arriving. Given my level of exhaustion, and adding to that the bout of insomnia I had the night before, I am grateful. Jenny tried and failed to keep solids down yesterday. Where I have failed to convince her to stop trying for now, her friends convinced her with very little argument. Also, she has given up the concept of driving herself around--which will last at least until they leave tomorrow. I am debating whether to accompany them today on whatever small outing they embark upon, or to go out on my own.