April showers
I've had a couple disturbing dreams lately. One, my son and I were in a public place and got separated. No matter how I tried, I couldn't find him. Plus, I had a couple about my X. Just realistic enough to be disturbing. My life lately is a bit out of sorts. I've taken on a new friend who has needed a lot of help in terms of finances, food, transportation, etc. It's a bit more than I bargained for, but when you find someone in a bad situation, I believe it's important to try to help if possible. "Give till it hurts" yup kinda hurts. I have allowed him to stay at the house until it goes into foreclosure. He's an Iraq War veteran who is physically disabled with shrapnel in his back and PTSD. This caused him to gain a couple hundred more pounds than he might weigh otherwise. The weight, his snuff habit, penchant for Diet Mt. Dew, and using food as comfort--combined with the prescribed large doses of pain killers, muscle relaxants, and ibuprofen