And the Oscar goes to...ME!
Some weeks are brilliant jewels you treasure. Some you just really need a do-over. Then weeks like this one are all over the map. Here is a brief list.
1. 10 yo bipolar boy was hospitalized again. It's spring; he's manic. On we go.
2. Boy was released, but not stable. This led to 48 hours of screaming, weeping, willfully defecating, and throwing small appliances.
3. Hospital won't take him back. They say to follow up with his outpatient psychiatrist.
4. There are no psychiatrists accepting patients right now.
5. My casual IM acquaintance truned out to be trying to mark me as the next mark in a reshipping scam. So...
6. I have in excess of $10,000 in money orders made out to me that I can't cash because they are bogus.
7. I called the FBI and contacted www.ic3.gov regarding this.
8. I can't cash the money. It's ok it hasn't cost me anything. It's another story to tell. KUDOS to Parateds lovely wife whom I love who taught me the ever so useful adage "never trust a man who says trust me."
9. I found a 6 bedroom rental for my large brood. Room for turbo boy to go and be manic all by himself.
10. Turned down the 6-bedroom because
11. I was offered a job in Phoenix.
12. My graduation is Sunday. Halle-bloomin-luiah!
So I don't know whether to laugh, cry, wet my pants or go blind.
Over all life is good.