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Hugs smonster. Sounds like you’re handling a lot of stuff! Which even if it feels like you’re not doing it well or are dropping other things, you’re doing a lot!

Dana 6am flights are never a good plan.

I never had the pleasure of meeting Jacqueline's dad, but he must have been a living saint

Oh god, no! He was horrible in many ways. He's the main reason Jacqueline was in therapy for years. (To learn to let go of the expectation that he would be loving and thoughtful and value her.)

even if it feels like you’re not doing it well or are dropping other things, you’re doing a lot!

I second that emotion! You're moving towards so many good things too.

Guh, I've still got a billionty things to deal with involving paperwork, institutions, sending out death certificates, planning the funeral, planning birthday stuff for the kids, dealing with two separate medical procedures for myself (one of which needs to be rescheduled because of the funeral).

On top of all that I cannot leave the house because DHL didn't leave the lovely fabric I ordered from Liberty of London on Friday though I waived the signature, and now I don't want it to land in Not Received limbo bullshit.

But I also need to mail stuff and print things out at Kinkos, so I'll have Emmett come over and sit on the stoop for an hour looking vigilant.

We had that in common. Mine's a little better now, but his half-assed stabs at pride, or whatever don't mean that much now.(And, like, yay, you Liked something on Facebook. Do that about three million more times and we might be halfway square. Really?!) Seriously, I am so loyal that Sopranos, never mind Elsa the snow queen, might tell me to Let It Go, but he has leached all of my interest out of the relationship. That's...A Lot. He is not a still water. He does not run deep. I'm sorry I wasted so much time when really...he is just not that into us. I think that is the sarcastic side that makes grandmas prefer my brother(aside from his being A Nice Young Man, and therefore presumed to have a golden penis.)

FTR, counselors had told me that might happen, both that he might offer things, and that they wouldn't be what I needed anymore. Kind of like how it didn't work when they tried to get me to crawl, late. Apparently the window for finding crawling fascinating is a small one indeed And I never did learn to cover much ground that way, despite trying two nights a week for two grade school years. You should know your budget PT is kind of out of ideas when she comes up with "Hey, it works for babies,"

Oh, wow, thanks for the session, Dr. Spielvogel. But I don't think anyone outside of my family even knows about that. It was like homework or chores... that thing that could wreck our night if we fought about it. which we did, cause we could all tell it wasn't working. And I don't think babies think there's another thing they're "supposed to" be doing while they do that. I don't think they're all "Where's the part where I pull myself to my feet and all that?" which is part of how a "re-enactment' didn't work.

On top of all that I cannot leave the house because DHL didn't leave the lovely fabric I ordered from Liberty of London on Friday though I waived the signature, and now I don't want it to land in Not Received limbo bullshit.

DHL sucks that way. I spent ages (back before I worked from home) trying to get them to just leave a dress I'd ordered on my covered porch, and the only reason I got it at all was because my upstairs neighbor saw the truck parking for the fourth delivery attempt and hightailed it downstairs to sign for it for me.

Hey, maybe you could get your MiL to handle that. If you have to put up with her, at least you should get some value out of the experience.

that'll teach her.

Hey, maybe you could get your MiL to handle that. If you have to put up with her, at least you should get some value out of the experience.

She has significant hearing issues, so even if she were up in my apartment she wouldn't hear the door knock.

But Emmett is here now so I can run to Kinkos and print a few documents and then go to the PO and mail a few documents.

And I have sorted out my online account for financial services finally, and what day of the week they do Coed session at the Hot Springs for Sibling Spa Day.

Aw, life needs to let up on you. Sorry it hasn't. {{Hecubus}}}