It has been one of those weeks. A Grammy-Emma date. Five trips to town. Nine appointments. Haley's mother's day program. Receipts. Reports. Therapies. Good new. Bad news. A couple of hours with a friend. There should have been another mother's day program today, but there was a terrible tragedy in Santa Ana and it was canceled. I am not glad for the tragedy, but I was glad for a slower day today.
The night meds are done. I hope there are no crises up at Casa tonight.
I have done some laundry. Picked up a few things.
I fixed myself some spaghetti. I am going to have a Dr Pepper and listen to Michael W. Smith. I am excited about church and lunch with Matt and Nicole and the girls tomorrow.
There are mountains of paperwork staring at me. Every where I go. I think I am going to ignore their stares and relax tonight. It has been one of those weeks.
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