It's started for real.
D's youngest son is here laying around the living room watching music videos.
I got in last night from flying & he informed me he'll be here till Dec 15th. Great.
I've been working so hard, am flying out again today, have been looking to 5 days off for Thanksgiving, I'm SO tired. But he'll be here.
Hopefully I'll get a grip, for Doris' sake. However, I don't see her giving much of a shit about my sake. It's always about whatever they do, want, say , are.. is okay with her.
I know myself. This isn't going to be good. Guess I'll have to pick up trips & fly back out. It's not right.