I'm doing all right, l-n-f. H had another surgery and his recovery has been horribly slow this time. He's been crabby and in a lot of pain. I saw him last night and he was a little better (read: medicated). He tries not to take pain meds but sometimes he just has to. It's been rough to watch him go through this one.
We will be putting the Christmas tree up at the house this year. Last year was a mess as I was moving out and he was moving back in. The kids were split up for the first time. God it's been a year...
Anyway, last night he said we'd put it up at the house this year.
So we will all be together.
That's good stuff.
I'm presently praying for a Christmas bonus or there won't be one thing to put under the damn tree. Between my money which is tight already and him being out of work most of the last 6 months for these surgeries, I am starting to sweat it. Hopefully my boss is planning on giving me a bonus. That's the norm, I've heard.
