Even less time to get ready and totally my fault for being a lazy ass. Jer called and asked what I thought about putting Simon down. It is time. I had always said I would do it because it is too difficult for many people to handle and I totally understand. Simon really bloated out, more than double his size in a week. Literally a week. He is old, blind and has itched and cried since they got him. So......I will again be going to my daughter's tomorrow to go to the vet with her. I will go in the little room and hold him.
Opps. Did I mention that Jer is my daughter's husband and is working several states away and is gone 6 weeks at a time? And.......Simon is a dog.
Is it really 4:30? Shit.
At least I made it to church and figured out our new printer so I could copy my itinerary and do the mapquest thing even though Dan, my ex who is taking me to the airport, had a GPS. Ya never know.
Btw, the evil sister story? You don't even know one fifth of it.