Been avoiding Mom since last week. I really have had a cold, but it's more cowardice on my part.
Honestly, this whole journey is rapidly becoming like dusting.
I hate dusting. Can someone please invent one-time dust? It doesn't need to take precedence over a cure for cancer or any other crap disease, but you know, really, really soon after that. Thanks in advance.
Here's the conversation in my head about dusting: "What?! More dust?! I just did it three weeks ago! (or was that five...) Where does this stuff come from? [glares suspiciously at cats innocently lolling about nearby] Do you guys have a dust manufacturing plant nearby? Is THAT what you do all night while I'm sleeping?!"
Some very kind friends are coming to help, one of them even picked up boxes. I hadn't even done that. Such a loser. I'll go over before them and tell her the news. Crap, just remembered I need to get $200 in cash to pay the movers. Maybe I can pack her off to the hairdresser's today. Lord knows she needs it.
On a total different note, my niece, (another one, not the one responsible for my startlingly fast addiction to Ancestry.com ;), picked me to be her pen pal. (Seriously, how adorable is THAT?) Her letter came yesterday. She told me about her Halloween evening and going to a haunted house nearby. The last line was "[her brother] brought a friend. I brought a friend too, my dad." Awww!
Well, I'd better go get dressed and, in the words of Miracle Max in "The Princess Bride", ..."have fun storming the castle."
Hey Kim.. been keeping up with your blog.. feeling so sad for you and for Aunt Betzi.. know you are overwhelmed.. know that I am thinking of you and Betzi and praying all will go smooth as possible and that you will find a good job soon..
ReplyDeleteps I also am praying for you to find a job you'll like :) that always helps. Love to you both,