Mom is doing much better. I can't even believe it. I hope, hope, hope that she will stick with what she says now and that she won't drink anymore. She just can't. It took over her body to the point that she nearly starved herself to death. That was one of the hardest things I've ever witnessed in my life. To see her deteriorate so quickly. I really don't think she'd have made it another week if she hadn't been admitted this time.
So so. I do have a project doing my favorite thing. I'm very excited about that. I'm also *this* close to another thing (one that will pay the rent lol). I know, I'm vague, but it wouldn't be appropriate to discuss either one. Just keep stuff crossed. Or prepare a spare room for me. ;-)
The kid that's causing me concern continues to do so, but I think we're making headway. Two steps forward, one back, etc. All I have to say is that while I have three girls coming up behind him, I'm taking notes, so don't even try it. ;-)
Was doing better for a few weeks. Hurts again. Done with the doc and pt. Going to call the chiro tomorrow. Well, after I FINALLY get my tooth fixed.
I don't dare say things are getting better. I fear falling bricks. But, I felt that I've whined enough the past few months that I should give some sort of update.
I have nothing profound or funny to share though. Give me a few more days. ;-)