A friend of mine always sends out a mass email when Mercury is in retrograde. A warning that communications might go wrong, electronics might go wonky, everything might be more difficult.
Whenever possible, pull back, huddle down, take care of what's important, and wait to take chances.
So I thought it might be just our family. The email did not go out.
My beautiful not even one year old computer is on the fritz. I'm on my daughter's laptop right now. It, and she, are hardly home, so I have only a small window of opportunity.
Our truck, which has become the 3rd vehicle and our son's ticket to independence, almost died when the mechanic did not tighten something after last week's oil change, the oil almost all leaked out, and we almost fried the engine.
Then the check engine lights came on for regular maintenence in both my husband's and my cars.
The boy's energy is wonky and the hubs is making it worse instead of better.
And. At the center of all this pleasantness, the Old Man started going downhill.
Five days ago he did not want to walk around the block.
Two days ago he stopped walking more than five feet and I had to carry him outside to go to the bathroom.
Yesterday he stopped eating.
This morning he will not drink water.
He would be 17 next month.
If I am not around the internet too much, well, even if the computer was working, I have an Old Man to sit with until the end.
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