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Dagney · 11-11-2003, 09:46 PM

Actually, it's something that we've already talked about.

But my mother, being a Bible believing, church going, won't even exceed the speed limit because it's illegal kind of woman won't think twice about it.

I'd think seriously about it if there weren't random hair cutting drug tests at work.

I've had a rough few weeks. Last Friday was the worst, had over slept for work, put in a 10 hour day at the office, (which did not help to reduce the over all stress level as I am fondly known as the 'guru' and therefore inherit all the work no one else can - or will - do) Came home, took the family Corndawg to the vet, and on top of all of that, had to run errands for mom. Which culuminated with her eating exactly two bites of the dinner I had to run to a special restaraunt to pick up for her, and come back before it was cold, and then run back out to the pharmacy I just drove past to pick up yet another prescription. (I'm on a first name basis with the pharmacist I think).

I try not to get mad at her, because I know it's not _her_ but the disease and the chemo talking, but I can't help but be frustrated.

And unfortunately, there's not a lot of available help in the area to rely on. Family is stretched pretty thin, I don't want to ask my 80 year old grand mother to help out much - she's spry, but it still takes a lot out of her. Brother 1 is currently being detained by the US Army in special forces training, and brother 2 is about as big a waste of carbon and cranial space as well...um, you get the point. So most of what I do, is because I'm the only one around TO do it.

I try to take an hour or so a night to sit in my little part of the house and just relax. I talk to Brian on the phone, and plan on spending most if not all of my weekends upstate with him - (near the Slang Game Lands I believe) - which is a great relaxer for me. (Multiple reasons, one being I don't have to be the care taker - I get to recharge a bit). But it's still a tough thing to deal with.

I hate rambling about it here, because the last thing I want to do is be seen as a whiney wussy girl. But sometimes you just have to get it out.

Dagney

11-11-2003, 09:46 PM	#5
Dagney The Prodigal Brat Returneth Join Date: Dec 2002 Location: North Cackalacky Posts: 1,107	Actually, it's something that we've already talked about. But my mother, being a Bible believing, church going, won't even exceed the speed limit because it's illegal kind of woman won't think twice about it. I'd think seriously about it if there weren't random hair cutting drug tests at work. I've had a rough few weeks. Last Friday was the worst, had over slept for work, put in a 10 hour day at the office, (which did not help to reduce the over all stress level as I am fondly known as the 'guru' and therefore inherit all the work no one else can - or will - do) Came home, took the family Corndawg to the vet, and on top of all of that, had to run errands for mom. Which culuminated with her eating exactly two bites of the dinner I had to run to a special restaraunt to pick up for her, and come back before it was cold, and then run back out to the pharmacy I just drove past to pick up yet another prescription. (I'm on a first name basis with the pharmacist I think). I try not to get mad at her, because I know it's not _her_ but the disease and the chemo talking, but I can't help but be frustrated. And unfortunately, there's not a lot of available help in the area to rely on. Family is stretched pretty thin, I don't want to ask my 80 year old grand mother to help out much - she's spry, but it still takes a lot out of her. Brother 1 is currently being detained by the US Army in special forces training, and brother 2 is about as big a waste of carbon and cranial space as well...um, you get the point. So most of what I do, is because I'm the only one around TO do it. I try to take an hour or so a night to sit in my little part of the house and just relax. I talk to Brian on the phone, and plan on spending most if not all of my weekends upstate with him - (near the Slang Game Lands I believe) - which is a great relaxer for me. (Multiple reasons, one being I don't have to be the care taker - I get to recharge a bit). But it's still a tough thing to deal with. I hate rambling about it here, because the last thing I want to do is be seen as a whiney wussy girl. But sometimes you just have to get it out. Dagney __________________ The Constitution gives every American the right to make a total fool out of himself. But that doesn't mean you need to.