Poor Mike. He has been sick for almost 24 hours. I think maybe he finally got sick of me complaining about my job frustration or maybe it was the eggs and catfish he had yesterday for breakfast. Whatever it was...it was not good. I felt so bad for him today, but could do nothing but make sure he was hydrated and stay out of his way. Late this morning I headed out the door for errands and coffee with my friend Vicky. Coffee with Vicky turned into a four hour mutual therapy session. She helped me work through some of my challenges. I helped her with some of hers.
After errands I picked up Matzo Ball Soup for Mike. I hoped the Jewish Penicillin would do the trick. He at least ate a little and Maddie happily finished it off.
Tonight Mike and I were supposed to go to a soup party at my sister-in-law, Kevina's home. Needless to say, that was out of the question. But I had promised to bake cookies for the party...so bake cookies I did. I made Dark Chocolate Tri Berry. Mmmmmm the smell was intoxicating, but I didn't eat even one. I dropped them off and sprinted out the door. For some reason I felt awkward and totally out of place. I was late. My ex-husband and his wife were there. I was alone. I have been in this situation before and did not feel bad. Tonight I did.
Many hugs,
Kathy
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