Mom and I went to Walmart fairly early. It was a productive trip.
Things at work were all right today. I discussed with B. the concerns I had about his health, and let him know I wasn't homophobic. He seemed to feel better about things.
Mom and I went to a supermarket. That was not as productive a trip, as they were out of the kind of rye bread that Mom likes, and the yogurt that had been on a very good sale at another store in the chain wasn't on that good a store. Half an hour later the hinge broke off the arm of my glasses. The opticians we use have their store in the same shopping center. Luckily, it was the night they were open later, so I went there after dinner and got a new temple piece put on.
I caught up with J. and we went over my last few days. He confirmed that the health issues I was worried about with R. were ones I was right to be concerned about. I texted a bit with A.