It’ll be the week from hell. Capped by two hours with my grandchildren during my grandson’s birthday party (the only chance I’ll get to see him) where he’ll be surrounded by craziness and all of his huge family who hate Tim and by extension, want me out of their lives too. And there’s nothing I can do about it. Grandparents have no legal rights in this state.
So I’m going out with Richie for the day and try to be as cheerful as I can. Better than curling up in the fetal position and weeping all day. I can do that tomorrow.
Sorry for such a downer. Just talked with my son’s ex-girlfriend and there’s nothing I can do.
So, like Scarlett O’Hara, I’ll think about that tomorrow.
What’s on your agenda?