Obligations

Hey, A,

I feel like I had one of those weekends too. Friday: school, hospital, dinner, bed; Saturday: errands, cooking, shower, party, DUI spot check, bed; Sunday: laundry, put up tree, house decorating, more laundry, football, tree decorating. By the time the game was over last night and my decorating was done I realized I hadn't eaten dinner but it was too late for me to care. Interestingly enough I didn't resent how busy I was, perhaps because I have this weekend to look forward to, and it's a long weekend at that. Also, waking up to a blanket of snow on Sunday put me in the mood to decorate my house and tree.

Today I am tired and not looking forward to visiting with my mom. I know that sounds horrible, but I hate hospitals and convalescent homes (rehab centers, whatever they're called these days) and it just feels so forced. I spent 3 hours with her Friday while my sisters only put in an hour each. I know L won't take the hour drive this week, and honestly I'm not sure she should. As I mentioned yesterday, it was knee surgery. She's not on her death bed and my dad is retired too. It's not like she's all by herself. Oh well. Sometimes we have to do things we don't want to do.

I'll try to write again later, but no promises. I'd like to cook or bake when I get home from the rehab center if I have enough energy. After that I think I'll veg by the tree with a holiday cocktail.

Hope you have a good day.

Love, Barb

PS Love the peanut gallery comments at the cooking class! I feel like I was there.