I told my boss off.
She's going to investigate buying out my contract.
I want to be done with them now.
Asswipes, they are.
Then I finished rehab.
I cried quite a bit.
I'm really, really going to miss the entire rehab team.
Groceries with Son#1.
Home & dinner.
Sons#2 and 3 fell asleep in one fell swoop.
Not even the usual Son#2 Nuclear Meltdown prior to bedtime.
Is Son#2 sick?
We're being kind to ourselves.
And selfish: cancelling appointments if it all gets too much, for the kids too.
They are pooped, and so are we.