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Do you ever feel like the universe is out to crush the very living life out of you? Scott's mom called tonight to say that her father's health has taken a turn for the worse...again. He is very ill and has been very ill for about two years. She wanted us to know because she is supposed to keep the kids next weekend while we move. She thought we should have a back-up plan. Fair enough. She also thought *I* should make sure that "someone" is available to help me with the move in case Scott has to leave suddenly to attend a funeral. AUUGHHHHH. Scott's dad is not exactly reliable in the babysitting department. I'm going to get our regular babysitter on standby. The thought of having Scott's dad here to *help* me with the move makes me nervous. He's just sort-of intimidating. I really hope we can just close Monday like we are supposed to and move like we are supposed to. I'm so tired of things being so DAMN DIFFICULT. I have lived almost two years with things being f*d up and I've really just about had it. Phew. Might have to go back on that Elavil. Also, my parents are supposed to come next week after we move and they are planning a day in Pennsylvania to visit some woman who used to live down the street from them. What the hell? Getting them to visit family is like pulling teeth but they will go visit this person who lived down the street? ARGH! Oh, I had to break off the affair with the Whirlpool Duet Washer. I've moved on to the GE Harmony. Top loader with more capacity, no center agitator (Magnets move the tub and push the laundry down and around...sounds an awful lot like using THE FORCE to do your laundry)AND the washer and dryer "talk" to eachother so the dryer knows what wash settings you've used and how to dry! There's even a chat-board for owners of the Harmony to discuss how much they love or hate it. *sigh* Must go check to see if I have any Elavil left. Thank goodness the kids have camp tomorrow.