Woke up at 830 wed, went to work at 10am. Got out of work at 9pm, got home at 930, took a 30 min nap. Finished getting ready and packed the card drove an hour and 15 mins to Brooklyn. Got to PA at 2:30am, went to sleep on arrival. Woke up at 10 am to the message "are you up? Mom wants to go to the supermarket. Hurry up so we can go."
I'm hitting the reality that some of the very things I'm thankful for... Are some of the things that are causing me the greatest pain.