Arggghh!!

I am back. As we end the holiday season, a shout out to my Tribal friends. Shana Tova, bitches!

With that out of the way, I really do not have much to say today. Busy, but at what? The Lad is away, and has been since Monday, on a school trip. He returns tomorrow. The house is not the same without him. It is more quiet and that is not necessarily a good thing.

FIL is not well. He is in his death throws. He, apparently, has become more combative of late (that is when he is awake, which is rare). It has taken him this long to get a pair of stones and do something for himself. He has taken to not eating. It is the only way he could end things.

The funniest part is him asking, keep in mind he has dementia and he was always pretty much clueless (as long as I had known him) to be "killed". That is the sad part. The funny part, and I guess funny is a matter of opinion here, is that he wanted his life to end, pretty much as it was lived, by having somebody else provide that for him.

His mother did his cooking, cleaning and laundry and MIL did the same. She may have provided some sex...which is an image I am trying to avoid seeing, so my eyes will stay permanently open. There is a sight I would not want to have seen. Then again, I can handle the fact that I never walked in on my parents having sex. That would have ruined me.

Which leads to the question...if you did not witness that, then what did damage you, er me? That, my friends, is a story for another day. Suffice it to say, we are back on the emotional roller coaster and the Wife is steering, with her eyes closed. What fun!

I think my sister in law is coming back again this weekend. Fuck, that will be fun.....not! She was just here, but with FIL like he is, she feels the need to make an appearance, unlike when her mother died. She seemed to avoid that one and being in for that event.

I say we have to take each day as it comes. That is my philosophy. Or not. Gotta run. Ciao!