Well, my grandmother goes under the knife again today. This sucks. Mom has been going non-stop since the last week of June. She needs a break, but there’s no way she’ll take one. She’s in NC again, for the second time in two weeks, after getting only 10 minutes to prepare to leave the first time after coming home from TN. She’s sleeping in the hospital chair in my grandmother’s room, and I’m sure she’s not eating well. I just want her home. Scott is headed to Lewisburg to qualify for the WV Amateur (or Open, I don’t know which) and Dad is just going about his normal things, albeit much lonlier than usual.

I was so confused yesterday that I thought it was Wednesday already. In a small, small way, I’m almost looking forward to going back to work. No, on second thought, strike that. I’m not.