Fingers crossed that all is well, Atropa.

Here's hoping everything settles down for your dad Sue, and that his surgery can proceed without any complications.

Fingers crossed for Miss Erzabet, Atropa.

Someone just asked me if my 3-year-old daughter was my grandson.

I'm guessing really advanced cataracts at work?

Health-ma for Erzabet, Atropa.

My dad's the Cardia Care Unit and they've changed his medication, and he seems to be responding well already. Nonetheless, I'm going home tomorrow.

Continuing Dad~ma, Sue.

Erzabet~ma, Atropa.

Go, Theo! Drive like the wind

Dancing went well, for me anyway, but wow that was hot (3 pm, stage, such as it was, was in the street and had no shade whatsoever) and now I am super tired and getting cramps in new muscles (thumbs, come on, don't do me like that). I may just not move at all tomorrow, we'll see.

I quit at 13 to go yesterday. Currently 2 rides in today, so that's 11 to go.

Here's some spare health-ma to relatives and cats.

Hydrate, -t. I'm warm just reading that although it is like 60 here.

Also, echoing -t!

Continuing Dad~ma, Sue.

Erzabet~ma, Atropa.

Go, Theo! Drive like the wind

Today is my Mom's birthday. Missing her and wondering what I should do with the step-dad/sibling tensions. So far have succeeded with being Switzerland. Ugh.

Just. One. More. Ride.

I'm not in a hurry for it, but it would be nice if it was headed in the general direction of home.

Yay only one more, Theo!

I am getting breakfast and then doing some shopping. Had plans for this weekend but yesterday's sleep fest killed half the weekend :(

Go Theo Go!!!

Much ma to Miss Erzabet no biting and to Sue's dad, as well as any other family members in need.

I was about to say I am so glad I am an only, so no sibling drama, but of course I just found five siblings and a whole huge family that I am sort of just ignoring right now until my head can take it. But now I feel bad because we aren't communicating any more after texting like crazy! And I feel I can't go much deeper with them until I tell my mother, and I so don't want to tell my mother about this. I don't see a good ending for that. My plan right now is after I get my job situation squared away (recieved a promotion a month ago, but no one was hired to do my former job until just now), I am going to try a limited employee assistance program therapy to talk it through. I am pretty solid in not telling my mother, but my BFF is so against it and identifies so strongly with my mother that I feel like I should explore it with a neutral party. My mentor, who has a similar mother was all "of course you are not telling her" but my BFF pointed out that she doesn't know my mother personally, only things I have told her, and therefore it is only my jaded perspective that she sees. I think my gift is figuring out how people will react to different things, and I predict my mom being hurt and upset and not talking to me, which since she is in her mid-seventies and in poor health, is not something I want. Arrgh I am annoyed at having family drama, especially since last summer was also all about family drama in which my mom interpreted my desire to be helpful in my uncle's hospice care as invasive, rude, and hurtful to her somehow. I mean, there is no way my mother will not be jealous if I form a relationship at all with this family, because our relationship is so fraught, and her expectation when she had me was that she would have someone who loved her unconditionally for forever and be very close.

I am waiting for my DH to get back from a triathlon he did this morning (worst swim ever, apparently, but better than expected bike & run). Then I am running to Target for a few things, then coming home and moving things into our master bath, which is finally finished -woo! Otherwise, we are in the endless "two weeks" answer whenever we ask when the contract will be finished. A month ago it was "two weeks" and tomorrow when I see him I'm pretty sure he'll say, "two weeks." Next weekend we leave for Geneva, so during the week we are gone I am expecting them to do a lot.