I step away from the weblog for a while… okay a few months… okay maybe a little more than that… and the whole freaking world goes to hell. She’s having serious drama. Money, deportation, yeah, um, I’d be beyond mental. He moved to a teeny tiny town in Florida. And became a Scan Coordinator Assistant at a grocery store. This is not right.
She’s sounding kind of bleak. Not her usual zen, I’m gonna make it through this, I will survive kind of mantra. But she will.
So I’m sending out good thoughts for y’all. For all y’all. I hate being the stable one. It just feels, well, wrong.