Sundays

I used to like Sundays. Usually I wouldn't have much going on so I could relax and sleep in and do things around the house. Now it's such a frantic pace to get ready for work. And right now, the thought of heading to work isn't a very pleasing one. Only because I feel like I shouldn't be there, but back in MN. Tomorrow Bonnie is meeting the critical care team and the geriatric doctor. Then we might know more about what is going on with Dad and how much time he has left. Then I can make some plans.

I made a few calls today - to some of the cousins on my dad's side. It was rough, but it also got me thinking. Why does it take something like this to get in contact with people? One of my cousins lives close to me, yet we haven't seen each other in quite some time. Why is that?

I had my crop today, and that was nice. It gave me something else to focus on. I really like my croppers and we always have a good time. I got quite a lot done, and am almost on track for the year. I decided my football album won't have the same theme throughout, so now maybe I can get motivated to work on it. I have to figure out what to work on at Jeanette's retreat this coming up weekend, so hopefully I can get most of that done.