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Too Tired to Panic
I have absolutely nothing of any real consequence done to get ready for my in-laws visit next week. The curtains I washed and ironed? Only 2/3 done. Vacuuming is done in the front of the house, so that's something. I still need to get Josh organized to finish a ton of projects around the house and get the den sorted out. He now has three bureaus, surely now he can get things organized in there? Please, Gods. We haven't the room for another bureau in there. *sigh*
I knew this week would be a killer (meetings, command holiday party, more meetings) week, but added to that a very dear friend of mine's health is deteriorating and she's needed rides all week. So far, we've gone to: her doctors in Burlington, the hospital in Mt. Vernon, the drugstore, the handi-access medical store, two banks (okay, one may have been a credit union), the market and a bit of holiday shopping. At this point, Tiger is using a walker with a seat to get around and my Mazda5 is one of the most convenient of vehicles to drive her and her equipage around. I just pop the back seats down, pop her in the passenger seat, pop her walker in the back and we're ready to go. Plus, I'm only working one day a week. So I'm handy. And we adore each other, so that helps, too.
Thankfully, my in-laws know and adore Tiger. She spent a day with my mother-in-law and several meals with all my in-laws when her husband was sent to Pensacola for training. My in-laws are exactly the sort of people you can call and say "so-and-so is stationed at Pensacola and he's all alone, would you be able to check in on him?" and they would answer "Well, bless his heart, all alone out here, of course, we'd be delighted!" Plus, they are former military folks. They get it. So few do.
The in-laws are coming Thursday and I've a thousand things to do between now and then. Please forgive me for any and all lapses in friendom until we're there.
I knew this week would be a killer (meetings, command holiday party, more meetings) week, but added to that a very dear friend of mine's health is deteriorating and she's needed rides all week. So far, we've gone to: her doctors in Burlington, the hospital in Mt. Vernon, the drugstore, the handi-access medical store, two banks (okay, one may have been a credit union), the market and a bit of holiday shopping. At this point, Tiger is using a walker with a seat to get around and my Mazda5 is one of the most convenient of vehicles to drive her and her equipage around. I just pop the back seats down, pop her in the passenger seat, pop her walker in the back and we're ready to go. Plus, I'm only working one day a week. So I'm handy. And we adore each other, so that helps, too.
Thankfully, my in-laws know and adore Tiger. She spent a day with my mother-in-law and several meals with all my in-laws when her husband was sent to Pensacola for training. My in-laws are exactly the sort of people you can call and say "so-and-so is stationed at Pensacola and he's all alone, would you be able to check in on him?" and they would answer "Well, bless his heart, all alone out here, of course, we'd be delighted!" Plus, they are former military folks. They get it. So few do.
The in-laws are coming Thursday and I've a thousand things to do between now and then. Please forgive me for any and all lapses in friendom until we're there.
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