Just when I thought this week was busy and packed, the unexpected happen: Edie, my dear family friend and second mom, died suddenly after having a stroke. She had been ill for a while, but this caught everyone off guard. Edie essentially helped raise me from the time I was 6 weeks old when my mom had to go back to work. As you can imagine I’m not handling this very well.
So far I’ve managed to run out of basic household supplies without a care, make my car payment twice (my checking account is loving that at the moment), totally switch dates and times of things, cry at the drop of a hat and accidentally piss off many. I was an R.A. for two years in college, so, ironically, I’m not the first person to open up as if going to therapy.
The visitation is Sunday and the funeral is Monday. If I seem flakier than normal to you in the next few days, I apologize. I’m trying to work in some time for hanging out by myself this weekend, as I do that when I’m stressed or upset. And besides, nobody wants to see me cry when Foreigner comes on the radio.
