Jesse, I agree on the go with your gut. We weren't there when they transferred Grace from the hospital to the nursing home; our reasoning was that we were going to need more days off coming up.
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Natter 72: We Were Unprepared for This
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
hee! This guy
Yeah, that one jumped out at me, too.
So, I have to place a big Office Depot order tomorrow. I HATE OD.
I'll be thinking of you and your parents tomorrow, Jesse. That's a big move. I agree with the thought that, if you think you'd be a help, try to be there, but otherwise you can just check in with your mother and see what you can do for her.
I am so tired and overwhelmed and somehow my days keep being crazy busy. Looks like we are going to go to Utah tomorrow afternoon. It's a long drive. Not sure I'll have free time, Connie, but if I do I'll let you know since I'll be in your area.
It's one of the signs of the apocalypse, you know, a man's hair touching his ears.
Erm, my boy has hair down his back these days. Hope it doesn't draw too much unwanted attention. I know it'll be just fine with the family we are visiting there. Even the very conservative husband of our cousin--he's a long boarder with pretty long hair of his own.
I hope you get some relief soon, Burrell. Long overdue.
That is good news, Jesse. I agree with the thoughts above. You will know what you need to do.
Burrell, I hope the Utah trip includes some moments to breathe.
It is so hard watching someone you love making bad choice after bad choice. And now those bad choices are finally creating bad consequences and the person won't clue into the connection in choice and result. I know nothing I say or do will make a difference and it sucks holding my tongue.
I know that one. Except I apparently suck at holding my tongue. I guess I have to get it out although I know it won't change anything.
Also, KITTIES! I have been holding off until I move, but I miss having my kitty.
OK, my mother says for sure it's fine not to go today, and we can go tomorrow after work. And Saturday and Sunday. I pointed out that I don't anticipate going every day, going forward.
Now I want a cat. Preferably in a basket.
I moved the car for street cleaning before anyone came around, so the day is already starting as a win. Take that, The Man!
Conversations I have with my husband: "Have you decided what the plan is for Easter (i.e. are we going to your sister's house or are we hosting?)" "When is Easter?" "Sunday." "THIS Sunday?" "Yes, dear."
I mean, is it too much to once a week look at the calendar? I am looking at it EVERY DAY.