My life, for what it's worth, part 2

This has not been the greatest week ever.  Business is booming, which is great, but that means I'm tired and working a lot.  The third partner is still working another job, so two of us are trying to do most everything.  We're kind of grouchy. I was really looking forward to having yesterday off, but when I checked my phone there'd been a call from my mom at 2:30 a.m.  Crap!  I called her right away, and my dad had tried to get up in the night and had fallen.  His skin is like tissue paper, so even though he fell on carpet he tore his skin and was bleeding all over the place.  She couldn't get him up.  Naturally she tried to call all the kids in town first, but no one heard their phone (I refuse to sleep with mine).  I would have told her to call 911 anyway. That's what she ended up doing, the paramedics came right away and got him back into bed, but he was bleeding so much they took him to the hospital.  The hospital bandaged him up, diagnosed a possible UTI an

It is hard to get back into the habit of writing.  But I'm going to keep doing it. My cold turned out to have the longest staying power of any cold I've ever had, I think.  After two weeks I'm still snuffling.  We have had snow, and cold, and record-breaking rain.  I went for a walk today for the first time in two weeks, it felt so good just to get outside! After the usual slow January, clients have started coming in at a brisk rate.  I have half a dozen folders stacked up waiting for me on Monday.  I have the feeling we're busier than usual for this time of year, which is nice. Emily has still not heard from Western, which is frustrating.  They will be registering for classes in another couple of weeks, and she needs to know where she should register.  If she registers at the community college where she's going this quarter, then I have to pay within seven days or they drop her, so I'm not super excited about rushing into that.  This may take a call from

I never get sick.  Seriously, it's been years since I even had a cold.  So two weeks ago, when Emily got a cold, I didn't worry about it.  She snuffled and honked.  I went about my business.  Then I started noticing a tickle in my throat.  I still didn't worry, confident that my body would fight it off. Long story made short, if I'd just given up and gotten sick when she did, I'd be over it by now.  Instead I'm sitting here coughing, with a fever and plugged sinuses and a voice scratchy enough that people look at me with alarm when I talk.  Ugh.  I must remember not to be smug. Tax season is a terrible time to have a blurry brain. I was amused to get a call from someone at my former employer today, telling me she's giving someone my name.  This happens every few months.  They have a premium office that's supposed to take care of this kind of thing, but apparently they're not interested, so they send them to me.  It's a huge compliment, and