Well, the day can't get any worse, so I suppose it can only get better.
My mom said that I'll remember this day and laugh about it someday.
Yeah. Maybe. Someday.
My mom came over to help put away the outdoor furniture. She was kneeling on the floor when Macy ran past her and knocked her in the nose. Her next words were "I think it's broken".
Ugh.
Then my sister and her kiddos showed up. and they are scared of Macy. She jumped on Cole and knocked him over. He cried and she barked some more.
Then she went in the kennel.
Called Nate and told him to come home right away - I was done. I couldn't take any more.
Threw mom's blood stained pants in the wash, and she wouldn't sit down with ice, so we got back to work. Suz made lunch, and Macy looked at me with longing eyes.
Yes, maybe I'll laugh some day.
The pants got cleaned, the furniture got put away, the basement got organized. I got lunch in my belly, my dog is finally tired enough to nap, and I'm thinking that the only place to go from here is up.
Thank you Lord for your mercy.
