i was hoping to get a jump start on tomorrows task.
my daughter who lives 2 hours away and lives alone called about 10pm. she'd been to immediate care and they think its her gallbladder--see a specialist. she'd been having some issues and now its reaching critical mass and she has to do something, see someone and what can i do from here? she has a little dog who she has to walk because he's a little poop and refuses to poop when he's on his tie out in the yard, just sits on the stoop. so she has to walk him before bed. so we get off the phone amd she's going to walk him and i asked her to text me when she was back home safe. 15 minutes later she calls me and says her block is crawling with police, the house across the street was broken into. do i think she should get mace? i dont even own a gun and i think, no, no i think you should go for a walk dressed like g.i. joe, with machine guns and bulllets criss crossing your body, knives, helmet, you name it. her whole little subdivision is owned by the seminary, you'd think she be safe their.
you'd think i'd be able to sleep thru the night after 26 years. i laugh when i hear a new mom say "i'll be so glad when we can all sleep thru the night again" i think , just keep kidding yourself. soooooooooooooo, i thought i would work on the next task! guess i'll fix a cocktail and read...