I've cleared and done this post too many times over. I guess I was hoping my quirky and sometimes dark humor would catch on. Oh well.
I am a caregiver for now. I care for Megan, I am one of her minions. That's all I have for now.
I would type more, but thought is difficult today. I have a migraine the size of Alaska and all I can think about is digging out some of my brain with a crochet hook in a sad venture to alleviate some of the head pain. There is no coming back from that however, so I am going to attempt talking my smaller two children into a nap. The teenager can fend for himself.
Ta ta for now, peoples!
