Drama all round. Wacko SIL, who I would feel bad about calling wacko, but really she always has been, lost it at work and was let go. Lost her extremely well paying PA job when they are so severely short on health care workers. So apparently it was quite the breakdown. Her husband says she has been getting worse and worse with delusions and general crazy. She always has been into the crazy, like Michele Obama being a man and that kind of thing. Her mother has severe dementia, so he is wondering if maybe she has some kind of early onset or something. Obviously trying to get her taken care of, but easier said than done.
And my namesake hurricane is being very bad and I am worried sick for all those in its path. Worried about all the stubborn people who won't leave. Worried for all those who try and leave but find there is no shelter. Mostly worried because I know there is a severe shortage of competence at the national level.
The world has gone mad. It is all just too much.
ION, since my knees are still sore my son actually picked up a mess on the floor the dog made. I must have looked really pathetic. But woo! Didn't have to clean it up myself!
And we caught a mouse in the no-kill trap and he was set free to hassle someone else. I suggested he be released next to some house with a Trump sign, but likely they just took him into the woods.