I started to type manic Monday but it just isn’t. Not manic. Depressed to be back at work even, although the day is improving…
Things went really well this weekend. I was on point the entire time, orchestrating everything for the path of least resistance. I’m bushed. The stress level of the combination of my dad’s episode and my brother’s visit to the states was worrisome but everything went very smoothly. It’s taken over 12 of years of sobriety for the family drama queen drunk (me in case you didn’t know) to get to the point where she is the one in the family who keeps things running smoothly. Who knew! My brother enjoyed his time with us and is again talking about moving back to the Seattle area. He returns from his errands in Utah for Father’s Day and then home to France. Continue reading







