Thursday, October 8, 2015

Gripe, gripe, gripe

I need to gripe.  I can't gripe to my sisters, they will tell.  So I will gripe privately.

Caregiving is the pitts.  Say Yes to everything.  Never disagree.  Be passive agressive with Mom.  Even when she says she wants to cook, drive, whatever.

Honestly, if I wanted her dead, I would let her drive and I wouldn't care if she didn't take her meds!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And walking Amy's dog is miserable!!!!! She constantly pulls out of her collar - my dogs are faster - I want to pull my hair out!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ok, I am done with my pity party.  Maybe.

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