As sad as it may read, nothing much has been happening here. Things are moving slowly. My mother’s beau is slipping away surely. It’s a question of days, but I would think more like hours. The drugs are doing their job, and he’s slowly disconnecting. I can only hope for his sake and my mother’s, that he finds peace really soon. If you’re among people who do believe in the power of prayers, please think of him.
I've been playing; actually it's been more like pulling nose hair one by one, a slow and painful experience; at trying to figure out if I should move to PordWress, use our own domain name, and how to go about it. It’s really not obvious.
I almost feel like I’m in some sort of never ending loop, and no matter what I try to do, or how, I get back to this “blah” point and don’t really know which way to go. It’s a really strange feeling. I almost feel pissed off at the world and at the same time, really peaceful. Weird.
It’s almost like the smallest thing could make me laugh or burst into tears. I don’t really feel sad. I don’t know how to express it. I’m happy with my life, I have it good and I’m thankful for that. I have a great husband whom I love dearly, despite me introducing him as “my first husband”. Work is good; actually I wouldn’t want it any other way. I love being at home and to have this freedom, and love it even more that we can manage with me doing so. I have some things to look forward to like our friends from Zurich coming over and staying with us, our upcoming vacations, and yet…
Maybe I’m just in a funk? Or maybe it’s related to Mrs. D. presence? It’s not the weather since it’s been sunny and really hot for the last week. I guess that despite my sugar highs of the last few weeks, life has been affecting me more than I care to admit…
Image: The Flood