Sometimes a swift kick in the behind is just what I need to get myself going. Other times I'm whistling along the road and a random kick from the universe knocks me into the ditch. So this is about those kicks in writing/publishing, family, and life. I bet you've had some kicks in the pants too.
Monday, February 14, 2011
slogging through molasses
I'm so tired tonight. I believe it is the accumulation of the last few days. The crises are over for now. We moved Dad to Erlanger North today. They seemed very nice and I'm hopeful they will be able to do something to help him. Mom said she was feeling better today but then threw up at the hospital. The cool thing is we got something called a blue bag to take with us. It is the little bag with a ring at the top for people to get sick into if needed. I can barely keep my eyes open so I am headed toward the soft bed. Good night all.
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