My dad called me last night and said my grandfather (the one that is not doing well) fell and broke his leg. I guess he is in a lot of pain and they think they might have to do surgery.
I tell ya...my poor grandpa. I don't know if he'll be able to survive the surgery.
And the way things are going at home, wow. This was the last thing I needed.
I'm hoping that maybe I can take off later this week - guess we'll see how things go.
I did get a bit of writing in over the weekend, but not nearly as much as I wanted to. Molly and I had a nice day yesterday - we went to church and then went out to lunch, just the two of us.
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