Its the weekend and there is no rest for the goofy.
Since the mommakins is still in the hospital our weekends are spent at the hospital. Before we get to the hospital we run errands, like getting stuff to help the mommakins beat boredom and such. We do not spend our weekends relaxing or cleaning the pit of an apartment or working on The Mans house because that would be crazy talk.
I just found out that she may be coming home soon. On one hand that is great and on the other hand it will not be so great. Don't get me wrong I want her home but she will be in a wheelchair until mid-September or so. Before she gets home I have to rearrange the furniture in the living room and move the bookcase that is in our hallway for her to have room to wheel about in. I also have to take a day off to arrange for a social worker to come over and assess the apartment. Remember I just started this job and now I am asking for time off. Oh joy.
Did I mention the two tons of laundry that I have to do?
I love The Man he goes with me every weekend to visit the mommakins and today he helped me with her therapy. He rocks.