Sunday March 30, 1941

I went to church as usual. Helped a little up home. Rode to the airport with the folks and then came home read and played cards. I don't know what is the matter with me I feel so cross I'm actually ashamed. I hope I soon get over it. It is 9:30 now. I well be retiring very soon. Frankly, I can't help but be sharp under the circumstances.