My mum was taken to hospital by ambulance in the wee hours of Friday night, dizzy beyond belief.
She thought she was dying.
Not yet, Mum.
It has been a quiet weekend, cleaning and tidying up after our handyman who is converting the attic into a 4th bedroom.
Laundry, groceries, dishes and cooking.
Stepping on Legos and threatening Son#3 with 'square eyes' if he keeps watching TV.
Work woes and worries keep my mind full and occupied.
But I stood doing the dishes for the third time today, realizing that management and I are clearly on opposite sides of the moral and ethical divide.
You don't screw the sick & weak.
(And the sick & weak won't let themselves get screwed either.)
But here we are.
I have nothing to lose.
I have nothing to lose!!!
What a wonderful feeling.
Liberating & Clear.
What is more beautiful than that?
Now, Mother Dearest: