On the Verge
Lately it has felt like I am being super, mega tested. It is crap.
Oh, and I am failing.
Friday was hard. There is something that I have been working on and it just isn't going the way that I would like. If I could get things lined up correctly I would tell you all about it, but I might have to scrap the whole project and facing that sent me in to a Crazy Spiral. I made Adam take me to dinner.
Let me just say that it was the first time we had been out to dinner in four months. We are really awful about spending time outside of the house together. The whole Date Night business is lost on my husband.
When we got home I got a phone call. My grandmother was in the hospital. She had an aneyrusm and might actually die. And, of course, I am too far to do anything more than wait. Happily she made it through the weekend and BRAIN SURGERY. Yeah, maybe I am a big baby, but my 75 year old grandma had her head cut open and operated on. It could have ended very badly. Now it is just time in the ICU and rehabilitation in her future.
Monday was supposed to be Seth Day. At the last minute Samantha calls to tell me that Seth was sick and she was taking him to the peditrician. Annoyingly Samantha didn't tell me what was wrong with him. I spent some time kind of dwelling on that, then my brain snapped. All of the sudden I was the worst person in the world and I was mad at myself for being upset.
I couldn't help thinking how unfair it was that she was able to take for granted that she would take him to the doctor and they would give him medicine and he would be better. Because, when I did that, my daughter died.
So, you get the idea.
Just when you think I might be a decent person, right?
Up next - my trip to NYC to visit Erin.
Oh, and I am failing.
Friday was hard. There is something that I have been working on and it just isn't going the way that I would like. If I could get things lined up correctly I would tell you all about it, but I might have to scrap the whole project and facing that sent me in to a Crazy Spiral. I made Adam take me to dinner.
Let me just say that it was the first time we had been out to dinner in four months. We are really awful about spending time outside of the house together. The whole Date Night business is lost on my husband.
When we got home I got a phone call. My grandmother was in the hospital. She had an aneyrusm and might actually die. And, of course, I am too far to do anything more than wait. Happily she made it through the weekend and BRAIN SURGERY. Yeah, maybe I am a big baby, but my 75 year old grandma had her head cut open and operated on. It could have ended very badly. Now it is just time in the ICU and rehabilitation in her future.
Monday was supposed to be Seth Day. At the last minute Samantha calls to tell me that Seth was sick and she was taking him to the peditrician. Annoyingly Samantha didn't tell me what was wrong with him. I spent some time kind of dwelling on that, then my brain snapped. All of the sudden I was the worst person in the world and I was mad at myself for being upset.
I couldn't help thinking how unfair it was that she was able to take for granted that she would take him to the doctor and they would give him medicine and he would be better. Because, when I did that, my daughter died.
So, you get the idea.
Just when you think I might be a decent person, right?
Up next - my trip to NYC to visit Erin.
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