A Month Away
My USPS gig came to an end on Sep. 26, and all sorts of things hit the windmill: I ate something bad the 24th, lost it that night, and spent the 25th in bed. I did make it in on the last day.

Then my 89-year-old mother fell and broke her hip. It has been one thing after another: apparently the painkillers are too strong, and make her crazy.

So...I'm on my way to Calif. to try and help take care of her. The docs say she needs 24/7 care, but we can't afford that, and my sister has a farm to keep up.

Tomorrow I arrive there, and we'll see what happens. Say a prayer for elderly folks who break bones. It can be fatal 10 % of the time.