Later, ALligators

I don’t mind working. I’m just not excited about having a job.

Did my first home visit yesterday, two hours’ drive away in a nursing home, visiting a thirtysomething man who is slowly becoming trapped inside his own body while his brain continues to function. Let’s just say I’m in way over my head with the new job.

But none of that matters for the next 4 days, because I am getting on a plane in 3 hours and leaving the south behind to go visit my BFF in far off Washington and snuggle her new baby and miss my own baby and try not think about stuff.

So, to be continued, I guess.


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