I'm hopeful for a good weekend with friends and family. I keep having to remind myself that my family is seriously damaged; this is not how normal parents treat their children. I love them dearly, but they are messes. They should have divorced decades ago. But, they didn't, and I am left trying to deal with what that means- my Mom caring for a terminally ill husband that she almost cannot stand, and vice versa. To say I get stuck in the crossfire is an understatement!
I feel better, body wise. I'm hoping to get back in the workout routine tomorrow. I'm ready.