Ever notice how life just keeps happening around us up and down no matter how tightly we are holding on for dear life?

This past week:

client found dead and stinky, dead several days

couple who are clients thought they could teach me how to blush and to run for cover.

My son asked to come home as he can't afford to live and we couldn't afford his tuition this semester.

I am trying to get him into non-matric courses at a local state college. He has no time this week to start classes, already a week late, and I don't have 3,000 for tuition. I am trying to figure out how to have him start classes and get up there to get him moved. I need to work, hubby needs to work, and he needs to start classes. If he is not a full time student he loses his health coverage.

Which brings me to this, the little brat had bladder cancer at 16, removed successfully, no cheomo needed. There was a direct correlation with that and him smoking. I had not know he had been smoking since he was 13. He quit after the surgery and waking up to a catheter. I just found out he is smoking again. I told him he may not smoke, if he wants to die he can live and smoke elsewhere but that as far as I was concerned it was a death sentence and I just had another client die last week of bladder cancer from second hand smoke. I told him I would gladly catherterize him so he could remember what that feels like. I would also be happy to show him how to deal with the urine bag glued to his side when he loses his bladder, and then help him as he is getting ready to die within 6 months.

He is bringing his girlfriend home. He tells me she has been diagnosed with schizophrenia but it sounds more like schizo-affective disorder to me. At any rate she's off meds and is having hallucinations and panic attacks, knows the hallucinations are not real. Hears a lot of white noise. So I get to try to find treatment for her and state health insurance.

I am having soooo much fun.

I am at a Hubby family reunion at a resort in the Catskills in N.Y and it is great. All we do is eat and play. I am used to more alone time then what I am getting. I am also going to be so bleck to get home tomorrow night after being fed and spoiled all weekend. Real world. Price of heating fuel, gas, cars, moving the kid, keeping him in school somehow.

Daughter REALLY needs to get into the residential OCD treatment. NOW. She is making me a little crazy.

My son needs to apply for transfer to another school for Jan and try to get his financial aid in place. My daughter needs to apply somewhere for freshman year for Jan. This all needs to be happening very soon.

So I am overwhelmed and annoyed and wish things were not so hard but then I see the pictures of babies stranded on the highway for 4 days dying and I say to myself, it's all relative. Can't see or hear anymore about that right now. Wanna take in a family. We are a very long ways away though. And well, I don't think I can do more stress.

So this is my whine. If everyone had problems as big as this we should all be happy.