I feel deflated. My friend Mickie just had a stroke yesterday, and we don't know how she's faring. My kids' godmother is doing the one day at a time slog through a nasty recovery from initial breast cancer surgery. She may need more surgery. She keeps plugging away. My friend's father-in-law died this week. ugh

With all that, at least I'm glad Zach had a reasonable first day at his job. The idea of being there for 14 hours is staggering. How on earth do you get up in the morning after only getting home at 10:20 pm? To do that three days in a row?

Francie sounded busy but not really happy - still a bunch of stress in the relationship I think. Sonds like Emma has found someone special.

Wish I had some happy news.