Oh, just what I needed: a clear perspective to cut through the crap!

Yup, my bestest baby brother Brian said the word "Crap" and he nailed it. But, then, he knows me so well. He even guessed what I've been so bothered about. Gee - it's as if I were transparent. But, hey, there are no shields raised around him.

I couldn't wait for him to show up. And, though at least I washed my hair (and listened to a little rain outside ... yes, again), I still couldn't talk myself into doing laundry. So, tomorrow. No more excuses. When he got here at 5:45, he'd already eaten (because I told him I just wasn't hungry these days ... and - hello - if that doesn't set off the ding!ding!ding! as a warning sign that Helenka is not okay....). But, anyway, I grabbed a couple big bottles of water and glasses and we went out to sit by the lake. And we talked. And he gave me his unique perspective which made me feel a whole bunch better.

We went for a little walk and then came back to the picnic table. We talked about strategies and he'd been thinking about the same thing I'd been (Are you pondering what I'm pondering?). And, beside cutting through the proverbial crap, he told me it was time to get my dignity back. Ooooh!

Anyway, it was soon time for him to go, but at least he read me the poster that said the building is having its summer bbq this Saturday, so I guess I'll be there. The only TV was the Queer Eye I'd taped, but it was a repeat. Le sigh. So I'll just read and then head off to sleep, feeling a lot better than I have in a while. I guess that makes me optimistic.

Much less anxious hugs,
H.

Oh, just what I needed: a clear perspective to cut through the crap!

Yup, my bestest baby brother Brian said the word "Crap" and he nailed it. But, then, he knows me so well. He even guessed what I've been so bothered about. Gee - it's as if I were transparent. But, hey, there are no shields raised around him.

I couldn't wait for him to show up. And, though at least I washed my hair (and listened to a little rain outside ... yes, again), I still couldn't talk myself into doing laundry. So, tomorrow. No more excuses. When he got here at 5:45, he'd already eaten (because I told him I just wasn't hungry these days ... and - hello - if that doesn't set off the ding!ding!ding! as a warning sign that Helenka is not okay....). But, anyway, I grabbed a couple big bottles of water and glasses and we went out to sit by the lake. And we talked. And he gave me his unique perspective which made me feel a whole bunch better.

We went for a little walk and then came back to the picnic table. We talked about strategies and he'd been thinking about the same thing I'd been (Are you pondering what I'm pondering?). And, beside cutting through the proverbial crap, he told me it was time to get my dignity back. Ooooh!

Anyway, it was soon time for him to go, but at least he read me the poster that said the building is having its summer bbq this Saturday, so I guess I'll be there. The only TV was the Queer Eye I'd taped, but it was a repeat. Le sigh. So I'll just read and then head off to sleep, feeling a lot better than I have in a while. I guess that makes me optimistic.

Much less anxious hugs,
H.