Not so well. I'm running on fumes and autopilot. There's lots to do and no energy with which to do it.

I think I'm going to try to find out if I can drop my classes this term. I don't really want to, but don't feel like I have the energy to do them properly.

My grams wouldn't like it, but I'm just so tired and ...

Sorry. I know my bullshit has taken up a lot of threadspace this past week.

Don't make any decisions until you've had a couple days rest, Aimee. Seriously, you probably just need a chance to recharge.

Aimee, so glad you're home safe and warm. Hec's advice to curl up and rest for a couple days before you make any long-term decisions is good. You've got such great support there at home.

(((Aimee))). Take all the threadspace you need. Also, seconding Hec. Though I would suggest letting your profs know what's up. Just so it's not weighing on you.

Sorry. I know my bullshit has taken up a lot of threadspace this past week.

Now you just hush on up about that. hands over a steaming mug of your beverage of choice

Aimee - what Hec said. School may be a welcome distraction in a day or two.

I got suck ass grades when mom was going through her transplant, but I'm so glad I didn't drop my classes as badly as I wanted to. I know what I went through with her doesn't compare, but its all I got.

{{{{{Aimee}}}}} Don't you worry a bit about taking up thread space. Also, listen to Hec and give yourself a couple days to process before you make any decisions.

Hell, I don't even remember most of the semester I went through when my father died. I must have done adequately, because, hey, I did graduate.

Bury yourself in pillows and a husband who's grateful you're home for the rest of the week, then unbury yourself and see what the world looks like.

Aimee, to cheer you for a moment, go back a bit and look at the picture of Cashmere jello wrestling. That was definitely cheering (and disturbingly hot).

I keep thinking I want to own my own home again, then I remember what a hassle it was, and I don't think I've got the energy for it. Not all by myself. I can't afford anything but a hovel in my area anyway, and doing all the fix-up on our old farmhouse has gotten all those romantic ideas of fixing up an old house right out of my system.

libkitty, I shall go out on the end of the Grand Canyon Skywalk and spin around for you! Then you will have been there in spirit. I cannot, however, get you a raise in spirit. My powers of transferance are limited that way.

Now you just hush on up about that.

Yes. This.

I also like the phrase.

I got a small cherry pie today on a whim. Owen took one bite and spit it out like it was poisoned. Must be a texture thing--he didn't care for the filling.

He's obviously a changling.

We'll see if he goes for the special order sugar cream pie we ordered for his father tomorrow. If he refuses that, we're taking him in for a DNA test.