I think things are starting to settle down on the home front. Dad's condition is stable for the time being. He's full of it and eating cookies like there is no tomorrow.
I finally have a small Christmas tree up and the cats are doing their best to make a meal of it.
I'm actually scared of baking this year, because he may eat my cookies before the holiday...not that I'd stop him.
It is all so frustrating.
I'm tired most of the time, any time I sit down with a book after 6 o'clock, my eyes start going shut. I feel old and miserable...and I'm pretty sure at 39, I shouldn't be feeling this way.
I'm hoping I can get back to more regular blogging, at least I hope so. Wish me luck
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