I have (so far) survived this week. I have the "second shift" yet of getting home, taking care of dinner/lola/cleaning/bedtime/etc. but thank the stars, it's Friday.
I need brain food. Also, groceries.
My sister's here, I'm worried that Billy can't handle the living situation, I know Danielle's grumpy about doing the basement (even though it was her idea to help get it finished up) and I honestly don't even know where Danica is half the time. I know I need to be patient, but can only keep up with so many sensitivity levels at once. I'll do what I can to get through this week-end but once Jeff's home it's time for a summit at 2215 Superior St. Everyone needs to play nice and pitch in.