September 13th, 1981
Wonderful to be alone in the apartment. Allen has gone to Fire Island for the weekend with his friend Arthur. Yesterday was quietly filled with lazy pursuits. David had spent the night Friday, and we lolled about the living room drinking coffee until around noon. I went to the bank and wandered about the village buying groceries– enjoying a warm bright sunny day. Managed, finally, to find the laundromat uncrowded and did four load of dirty laundry that has been piling up since my vacation. Today, I slept until noon, missed mass, and walked Sadie leisurely through Washington Square. I sat on the living room floor and drink coffee and smoke cigarettes and had a nice long chat with Diane. She and Nan have invited David and I over on Wednesday for dinner. David is coming later this afternoon for dinner and then we’re going to a meeting tonight. Now I must shower and get busy.
Note: I shaved my mustache yesterday. I look so different. So young, so vulnerable.