Is it a Fri-YAY?
Anyone? ...
Bueller???
I have to admit that I'm not used to having stuff to do and people to talk with almost every day of the week. And to think, I still have three days to go, including today, four if I decide to go back to Coloring Crew
The good news is that I survived so far and yesterday was a long one. I went to my friend's house a little early and it was a good thing I did. When she is home we get chatty and I would have been flipping out if I didn't have the extra time. Even though I was there early, I finished close to my regular time. Got home, showered, had lunch, and back out the door. We made it home a little before 5. Called my mom to check on my dad and she was freaking out -he had taken two Xanax before the MRI/MRA tests and was asleep all afternoon. She was worried he had overdosed. Cait calls and says she is already on her way home from work (an hour early since she needed to get a cashier's check for the down payment today). I am trying to make dinner and she asks if it can be earlier because Tom was coming over to get ready for everything they need for today. My dad calls- *I look to the sky, hands raised, and yell he's alive!!* -- and then my brother calls and I am burning dinner (two separate pans, one meat, the other vegetarian). Sit down and my brain just stops. Literally short-circuits. OK--not literally cuz then I'd be dead but it sure felt like it.
But I am here and my brain is still chugging along. My mom is coming up today, we had tentative plans to go out with Cait since she is off on Fridays but Caitlyn is going to be at the house all day for the inspections. I am not sure what we will do instead. I am so far behind on ordinary stuff (not really, it feels that way, however) and all I want to do is crawl under the covers. Not the best "BrainState" to be dealing with my mom, I am going to have a hard time keeping up with her various conversations and switching of topics. (You all see where I get it from? LOL)
Today, I am grateful that I have a close relationship with my parents. We didn't always get along (hello teen years!), but they are an important part of who I am today.
Anyone? ...
Bueller???
I have to admit that I'm not used to having stuff to do and people to talk with almost every day of the week. And to think, I still have three days to go, including today, four if I decide to go back to Coloring Crew
The good news is that I survived so far and yesterday was a long one. I went to my friend's house a little early and it was a good thing I did. When she is home we get chatty and I would have been flipping out if I didn't have the extra time. Even though I was there early, I finished close to my regular time. Got home, showered, had lunch, and back out the door. We made it home a little before 5. Called my mom to check on my dad and she was freaking out -he had taken two Xanax before the MRI/MRA tests and was asleep all afternoon. She was worried he had overdosed. Cait calls and says she is already on her way home from work (an hour early since she needed to get a cashier's check for the down payment today). I am trying to make dinner and she asks if it can be earlier because Tom was coming over to get ready for everything they need for today. My dad calls- *I look to the sky, hands raised, and yell he's alive!!* -- and then my brother calls and I am burning dinner (two separate pans, one meat, the other vegetarian). Sit down and my brain just stops. Literally short-circuits. OK--not literally cuz then I'd be dead but it sure felt like it.
But I am here and my brain is still chugging along. My mom is coming up today, we had tentative plans to go out with Cait since she is off on Fridays but Caitlyn is going to be at the house all day for the inspections. I am not sure what we will do instead. I am so far behind on ordinary stuff (not really, it feels that way, however) and all I want to do is crawl under the covers. Not the best "BrainState" to be dealing with my mom, I am going to have a hard time keeping up with her various conversations and switching of topics. (You all see where I get it from? LOL)
Today, I am grateful that I have a close relationship with my parents. We didn't always get along (hello teen years!), but they are an important part of who I am today.