Jul
This has been an extremely difficult week, following 2 other difficult weeks, dealing with my mother’s hospitalization and subsequent weeks in a rehab facility. I can’t really go into the details, but hopefully things will settle down soon.
Yesterday was incredibly fatiguing, and when I finally got home at around 6pm, I realized I had not eaten all day, and I convinced my husband to take me out for a salad bar. I wolfed it down, not tasting any of my food. I was regretting going out at all, because I was so tired. Then the waiter who came and checked on us looked and sounded very much like my recently deceased brother.
I just started crying. I do not know what it is with my family and breaking down at Ruby Tuesdays, but it’s happened at least 3 times over the last 20 years.
Today was a tiny bit better.
Well, except for when I checked in at work, and my boss told me they were going to wipe the hard-drive of my computer because there was a security issue on it. Yeah. Where are those damn Kleenex?
