It sucked so much, I didn't go to work yesterday because I just needed to sleep.
Friday night I get a call from my best friend that the cops are at her house because her 15-year-old son - my "nephew" - said something really stupid (but not at all criminal or threatening) and is being investigated for threatening to do harm to another person. And what good is having an aunt who is a lawyer if she isn't there when you go make a statement about it to the police? So I got to drive 5 hours and sit in a police station, and help my nephew give a written statement (glad the cops didn't actually want to interview him, but we didn't know for sure). Someone got a nice long lecture from his aunt and mom after that.
Lovely party for my husband's birthday on Saturday night when I got back, so things were looking up.
Then Sunday, I learn that a dear old friend of mine has passed away suddenly and unexpectedly. He just didn't wake up. He was 44. And I've spent the past 2 days looking at pictures of him and crying. Managed to pull it together for husband's birthday dinner with his mom. But mostly I just want to crawl under the covers and not come out.
Instead I am in my office and working an extra long day today. Blech.
