So now, I’m not only bending over from the pain in my lower back, I can’t walk. I’m icing everything down. I’m a hater right now.
Brian’s being really great. He’s doing the litterboxes without complaint, this morning he made the bed, lots of little things that you don’t really think about until you can’t do them. He’s picking it up.
His mom didn’t have her license renewed so she’s no longer driving. I was supposed to be picking up the slack when my sister-in-law couldn’t do it (and she’s great about taking care of Marion), but the Mustang isn’t really appropriate or comfortable because it’s low, the Ranger is too high. The Escape was perfect (one of the reasons we went with the Escape was because it was four door and would do well on the rare occasion we needed to take our mothers anywhere). Well, his mom needed a ride to the beauty parlor today and she needs to do some grocery shopping.
My SIL isn’t available so Brian’s taking his mom. He took a book to read while waiting at the beauty shop. He left early because he’s expecting a glass delivery at the shop and he needed to put notice out for the delivery driver. He just walked in the door and I was thinking “hmm, why is he home so soon?”
He brought me donuts. I haven’t had donuts in months. I was going to have donuts on my trip to Disneyland, but they ended up as food for the birdies and ants. And one of them was my favorite, a chocolate cake donut with chocolate icing and peanut sprinkles on it. He also got me a couple of filled donuts. I’ll save those for later.
How incredibly sweet was that? I’m smiling!