Life

I have a couple posts I really want to do, but . . .

Things are crazy.

Quick rundown.

On Monday morning, Patrick will have a screw put in the navicular bone in his left foot. Apparently it's broken and displaced so . . . fun stuff. The right heel does have a small crack, but thankfully, it's small and will heal (the heel will heal . . . how do you like them homophones . . . sorry). He has boots on both feet, but it's okay to put weight on the right foot. The doctor said that should be completely healed in about a month. We're looking at about eight weeks of recovery time on the left foot, six on crutches, after his surgery on Monday. But seriously, I just want that boot off the right foot so the man can drive. I'm not the driver in the family, and playing chauffeur to Patrick is not a barrel of laughs. We'll survive, however, and this will be past us soon enough.

My fingerprints were rejected by the FBI for being "too poor quality". I'm going to redo them at the sheriff's department today. Story. Of. My. Life.

I haven't rescheduled are doctor's appointments for our home study update. They weren't too thrilled when I cancelled, but it was out of my control. Hopefully, they'll be nice when I reschedule.

Prayers are appreciated (again).

Now, I'm off to clean and prepare for our Mother's Day meal on Sunday.