I feel like I need a much needed break from everything and everyone around me.

I feel like getting on a jet and going back East to see my friends for a few days. I think it would do me good. Getting a nice hotel room with complete peace and quiet, a rental car to do what I want, when I want. Well, it's nice to dream about it anyway. Then I feel guilty that I would be leaving, even though Dirk said he could take care of everything.

I am feeling burnt out. Not the first time. I guess it will pass. No wonder I spend time in bed, my escape. I even wake up early because it's my only "my time" and it's quiet.

Mom had a bad day yesterday, getting up from bed and back into bed, she needs help, so I do the best I can. She called for her mom. I went in, told her later, and she said she must of been dreaming. Yet, it was the 2nd time she called for me within a 1/2 hr.

She pee peed the bed, so another load of laundry ASAP yesterday. Plus cleaning the rug.

My neck and shoulder blade is bothering me, it's a knot there, that is just from stress, I know that now. It's a facet joint, happened after my c-spine surgery and never went away. Unless it's from trying to get my mom up and down and adjusted in bed or the chair.

Enough of me whining, pass the cheese please.

Think I'll go dream for awhile, once today's laundry is done.

Hugs, Nikko