It's been bad, bad, bad, bad.
Andrew and I were so sick during the holiday break. Andrew had a regression with his Aspergers. Jim is working all the time (I'm grateful he's working but he's tired and so am I).
Then we lost Grandpa Bud (Andrew's adopted Grandfather and one of our very best friends), then Andrew's bus driver died on the same day....then I fell off the deck....-- not drinking just icy...
It's been a shitty couple months.
Now the Giants lost today.
Woe is us.