Daughter Jill broke her right arm a week ago tomorrow night. . The humerous bone. Clean break. Was told by the orthopedist it will take more than six months to heel and then...PT.
She walked a short distance to buy cigarettes (VFW and Cumberland Farms are in the same complex) and fell on ice. Oh yeah...she was drunk also.
The whine bucket was told and you guessed it...He's BACK. She's sick, he's sick and SO AM I. I shit you not!
I have let her know that I don't like this ONE BIT .
I went home to help her with her duties as sitter for her grandson and shame on me, but I will admit here that where the whine bucket has helped her alot with the baby,etc. it lightens my load.
If she is just using him as she says....guess I'm no better. sighhhhhhhhhhhh
I'm not in total acceptance of this arrangement, but I lack backbone. Oh boy...do I ever.
I'll be the first to admit I am a big part of my own problems.
Ed has been coming to spend time at my house with me.
HE.... sees the BIG picture, as all of you do. He tells me what I refuse to see or admit to, like all of you do. He keeps drumming/harping about what he sees as a wrong in how I am allowing myself to be used ....and I close up to what I am hearing even though I know what's spoken is the truth.
You both are RIGHT!
I see no end.......I prefer to keep blinders on and hope things take care of themselves. My heart is torn in all directions.
I am my own worst enemy!
...and it ain't going to happen any day soon as far as I can see.
(((hugs)))
That's All Folks!
