it's been a godawful miserable day.

[katster]

My mother couldn't sleep. So she drug me out of bed at ten because she couldn't sleep.

I got to spend maybe ten or fifteen minutes with Zibb, mostly because of errands my mother wanted me to run because she was in no condition to drive. Most of it hanging around the pizza place waiting desperately for the manager to get in, because that's part of it. And then I got to turn around and cook dinner, and it took a freaking hour and a half, and I finally get it cooked and go in to say goodnight, only to find out he left maybe 30 seconds before I got there.

and now I'm upset, and I don't know why.

blah. :(

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[lirazel.livejournal.com]

Time to be back at school, fer shure.

There was a moment... when I was a single parent and my dad's cancer looked like it might be recrudescing, when a friend of my parents asked me and my mom if we might consider having me move home. Mom and I both looked at each other with completelove, affection, and respect, and said, virtually simultaneously, "God, NO!. We'd drive each other mad..."

When she herself was sick, all six of us "moved home" in one way or another. But that was different; we were all well-established in independence, and took a lot of comfort out of helping her.

When you know for sure that you will never need to go home again unless you are needed there yourself, things like this will bother you a lot less. I promise.