Good, but...

[mizarchivist]

It's almost the end of a very social mini vacation. I've been lucky enough to spend time with a lot of different people, been fed, foisted pie on them, and even gotten to help take some of their leftovers away (What's eternity? 2 people and a turkey). Last night's venture out was a bit rough for the boy, who forgot what naps were yesterday- only slept for about 20 minutes at a time if we were  lucky, and then lost his sense of calm around 6 or 7. 

Incidentally, the mail brought me all the medical bills ever: everything from Crime Fighter's birth up to my last visit to the doctor: multiple months, multiple people, but same day. My favorite was the one for the C-Section. Due on December 4, making that Net-7, technically. There will be phone calls tomorrow about that. I have rent to pay, dontchaknow. The rest of the bills are at least ones I can pay this month. 

At any rate, the embarrassment of social riches and the frustration of no material riches (ok, that was a bit of a tortured metaphor) means I need a day or two to chill, do less, gird my wallet for the upcoming onslaught. Many apologies for needing to duck out of otherwise lovely notions of social.

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*hugs*

[taura-g.livejournal.com]

I understand, Hon.

Take care of you.

We get it

[drwex]

and we love you all the same. No apologies needed.