non-dismissive thoughts and prayers for Oakland.

Emmett and I picked up Matilda at the airport. She was very tired and crabby, as she had been wrangling four bags and a heavy box worth of stuff all the way home (and hadn't gotten much sleep the night before she left).

Then we exited the airport, went to the parking garage and waited for the Monorail Air Train to take us to the garage with our car but that stop was out of service. So we had to trek all the way back into the terminal, and go in the opposite direction and, well, it was a full half hour detour on just getting to the car. Fortunately all the stuff was on a cart.

Anyway, she is home and has crawled into her own bed which she has been missing.

Hopefully she will sleep all the way until tomorrow, but her excitement might wake her sooner.

Aw, yay for a safe return and a snuggly bed. Rest well, Matilda!

I hope the box did not contain a puppy.

I hope the box did not contain a puppy.

It did not. Though I dreamed last night she tried to smuggle the puppy back and was detained by authorities.

Timelies all!

This weekend was a shitshow. Mr. S was here for two nights, and both nights ended up in an ER visit. He had seemed a bit off during the days, but not that bad. The meltdown Friday night was kinda bad, with him barricading himself in various rooms. Last night was much worse, with him being physically aggressive(throwing things at me, hitting me with a belt) and destructive.(He tore down both towel racks in Gary and my bathroom) He ended up getting sedated at the ER last night, and Gary picked him up there and brought him back to the RTC. I don't know what set him off.

I'm so sorry, Sheryl. What do they report on his behavior at RTC?

Laura,

For a while things were going well. In the last month or so he's been having meltdowns around bedtime.

{{{Sheryl}}}

Yay for Matilda safely home!

::obligatory jazz hands:: Monorail 🎶🎵