There's a comedy called Groundhog Day with Bill Murray where he's forced to live the same day over and over again. I feel like the same thing is happening to me, and it isn't funny. The days are flying by and I'm standing still. I almost forgot to change my calendar. It's like I'm in some sort of time warp. I'm just going through the motions and barely doing that. At least I did laundry today, though. That was a good thing. I'm trying to take it one day at a time as someone suggested, but the days are a blur. There's been times when I don't even know what day of the week it is. At first I was busy handling things like closing accounts and all, but now that that's done I'm wondering what should I do with myself now? I even put my resume back out there and went on a couple of interviews, but I know going back to work isn't what I really want. I had been wanting to fully retire by now, with my husband back to health, and going on road trips like the good old days. But now everything is up in the air.