Preoccupation

I don’t feel like dealing with obnoxious comments (or even inocuous comments) at the moment, or doing much of anything that requires brain power, actually. I would love not to have to go to work tomorrow. As a quick summation, my mom is sick, and we won’t know how serious it is until tomorrow afternoon. So that’s been on my mind all weekend, despite my attempts not to fret about it. Here’s hoping it ends up being nothing major, and all my worries are for naught. Oh, Naught, how glad I’ll be to see you…

4 Responses to "Preoccupation"

  1. valeko says:

    Hey, sorry if I’m contributing to your anxiety by posting. I don’t mean to irritate.

    I wish all the best to your mom, and hope she gets well soon.

    Can you not take the day off tomorrow? Or is there just some practical reason that would make that unappealing?

  2. Chris says:

    Well, here’s hoping for Naught then.

  3. duane says:

    I hope your mom is okay too!!! Weirdness; some guy at a party on saturday did a “psychic” reading type thing on me (I was drunk… didn’t realize he was reading me), and told me that I would have to deal with a serious illness with my mother sometime in the near future. Creepy.

    Here’s hoping yours is naught.

    OH NAUGHT!

  4. Alyssa says:

    *hugs*

    I really hope your mom is okay, hon. Keep us posted and if you need some distraction, call me and we’ll go to the movies or something.