So sorry, sj. And bt, health and coping to poor you and poor Wallybee!
I am alone in the house with ND's mother and caretaker. ND had to drive up to LA for a doctor's appointment, his sister disappeared last night with no instructions about caring for the pets or house and vague promises of checking back in before she and her husband leave for their trip this afternoon, and his neice is at work. Caretaker keeps acting vaguely condescending and asking me questions I have no answers to. Do not want. Hoping ND beats traffic and gets home early.
That's a hard position to be in, Pix. I hope someone gives you some info very soon.
You can sneeze 'til you puke
I knew this! Or, I should say, sometimes when I get suddenly and viciously nauseous, I sneeze.
Pix, I'm sorry. That sounds difficult.
The wake was awful. Tons of people, especially teenager and the mother is understandably falling apart.
Our soon to be ex stove has a 'do not touch: Dalek' sign on it now.
Eta: {{sj}}
We are NOT getting foreclosed on.
Spinny head. And my husband has told me to get paint chips for the kitchen, bathroom and stairway hall this week, and we have reached a decision on Mr. Dog.
{{sj}}
Wow, Erin, what a roller coaster!
Very glad your stove did not explode, Sox
Erin, that sounds like a move in the right direction! Best of luck!
I know; it's crazy. I'm still not holding my breath or anything. I mean, too much back and forth.