Everything Counts
Dec. 2nd, 2018 09:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tracker7While I was writing the last entry, my parents and my sibling and his wife and her kids were having a delayed Thanksgiving dinner at a nice little restaurant down in the home county. I'm not saying this as any kind of woe-is-abandoned-me or a shot at anyone; staying here and managing nerdery was what I wanted to do.
I went to see Mom&Dad a few days later, and it was a good visit, up until the last hour or so. We got into a tiff, and it kept escalating. Things are not good right now, and I want to set them right, but there's a part of me that I don't like very much that's making noises along the lines of going silent for awhile until I'm sure I've gotten things under control on my end and dealing with the fallout then.
I really hope that I'm able to read this entry in a year or so and groan a little bit at the memory of this, but right now I wouldn't want to make a bet either way.
I went to see Mom&Dad a few days later, and it was a good visit, up until the last hour or so. We got into a tiff, and it kept escalating. Things are not good right now, and I want to set them right, but there's a part of me that I don't like very much that's making noises along the lines of going silent for awhile until I'm sure I've gotten things under control on my end and dealing with the fallout then.
I really hope that I'm able to read this entry in a year or so and groan a little bit at the memory of this, but right now I wouldn't want to make a bet either way.