There’s room on this sanity tightrope for just one.
Do you hear me? One.
Add a second nut to this swinging string and somebody’s going SPLAT! And that somebody is inevitably me.
I splatted yesterday.
Butt in the dirt, frown to the sky, I let the other mentally-iffy member of my family have the rope to himself.
Unfortunately, sanity is a one-man sport.
I’ve got to remember that. And not feel guilty about trying to save myself.
Until Wednesday (travel day tomorrow)…