It's too early for a weekend wrap-up, and anyway, I'd stuff today into a body bag which would be more fitting than a summary. Suffice it to say that, after I mistakenly drove to a massage (caregiver therapy!) today when it's actually scheduled for tomorrow, I then sat in my car Googling "walk-in counseling" which yielded nothing. So I bought a smoothie and went home.
This would be a perfect juncture to thank all of you have been lending support through your comments. I really appreciate it. More that appreciate, I feel it. And I'm okay. And I'm adding in more ways of taking care of myself. I totally get that I need it. I'm doing it.
And there are good things. My mom doing okay. M is home for the weekend and handled the change out of our cable box and the installation of the new one. In that process, we had to find the original Time Warner remote which was in a box in the garage. All those remotes, and I can't control shit.
And here's today's dose of found beauty.
I'm going to go to bed early. Tomorrow morning, I will drive into L.A. to see the man who loves me. And I plan to come back in time for that massage.