The worst of my breakdown (mixed state? ) is over. I can deal with everything pretty well. Teeny little crying spells when the stress gets overwhelming, but normal. I can stop crying. Big difference.

Wes is pretty stable again too. He's looking for jobs and hanging out with his girl friend as much as he possibly can. (He asked if the male birth control pill was out yet. LOL. At least he's thinking.)

Con needs to go back to the doc about his knees, but he's decided to try eating wheat. I don't know if I like it. He used to be so sick all the time. But if it was all his gall bladder and not the wheat, then we need to try I think.

I am still trying to help my neighbors, but they are wrapping up much of the house and there isn't much more to do than wait for court about the kids.

So, not much going on. Isn't that nice? I don't think I remember a time frame where there wasn't some sort of crisis crap going on around me.

I am going to enjoy every second that this lasts.