I just got back from a very intense therapy session and I’m not sure what to even do with myself.

I always try some mindless TV (where "mindless" = sitcom or an episode or 3 of something I've seen before, so my brain doesn't have to work too hard on anything new). A nap is always good, too.

I’m also getting a migraine. So I think nap is winning.

{{sj}}

SJ, been there.(No reflections on how I turned out, no need to get that sad so early.) Karl, is life whaling on you again?! I may need to have a Word with someone...could cash in some magical-cripple points...I don't travel enough to make them worthwhile.(If you need some direct action, I know some guys. Sadly, just people that love a good picket, not, like, Paulie Walnuts, which is too bad, because Paulie could get you an apology, too. He's...persuasive that way.

Here's hoping that this next podiatrist has some real info for Mom; the last guy was no help at all. (well, maybe the boot is, but they kind of just stuffed it on and didn't tell her a damn thing) Even if that weren't true, there are times when telling someone else's story, I struggle with how much to share, but that one was easy; there wasn't anything.

I feel fortunate to have escaped migraines so far, but I always did have my thorniest therapy "insights" right near the end, the better to make sure I'd come home just a mess.

Off to the dispensary. It's an Expotition!

My migraine is a bit better. My in-laws will be showing up soon with ltc. So, I guess I should get out of bed and try to be social or something.

I just want to hug you all so tight. (Virtually if that’s your preference.

Timelies all!

Mr. S is having a meltdown right now. It started when he wouldn't take his meds tonight. I am locked into the computer room, as I am often his favorite target.

Oh Sheryl. That’s so rough. I’m sorry.