...to help me stop cigarettes while it is not too late.

The prayer felt very good and I cry at my helplessness and visions of sad love and end of life. I dedicated the merit of my prayer and songs (I sang om mani peme hung) to the enlightenment of all sentient beings and for all of us to find a life  in peace, wisdom and compassion and kindness. And for uprooting the root cause of suffering on earth. Amen.

Lama Gyurme is singing right now. Hubby is back and I am making us coffee. I fed the dog and Billy came to lay next to me on the couch. We have to go buy ink cratridges for the printer today. We got whiskey's gabapentin for while hubby is away. We have yet to buy another bag of cat and dog food. 

Coffee is made. I will go serve it to hubby upstairs, struggling.

UPDATE

I emptied the dishwasher and sink. I have yet to sweep again after yesterday. Lama Gyurme is singing. I am drinking coffee.