It is still hot here, in the 90s. Tonight when I got home Mom was mad because 'she was trapped in the house all day while I get to go out'. So, I dragged my butt back into the car, took Olivia to the vet to have her manicure, brought her home and went back to the lake with Mom. Mom actually got out of the car and did a little walking. That's a good thing. Tomorrow is my b-day lunch with my manager. Not sure what to expect from that. I'm still not comfortable around him; still stinging from his behavior when I was depressed.