Gearing up for K’s 12th birthday tomorrow. Such a big girl now, hard to believe.
On the phone with dad, who sounds worse than yesterday. Probably the flu, hopefully it won’t turn into pneumonia. He’s not young anymore, and his lungs are shit; I can’t help but worry a lot when he gets this kind of ill.
Out drinking with Dennis yesterday, had thought it’d only be a round or two but it turned into happy hour which turned into overtime. Thus was back at midnight, and only – hardly – able to work 4 hours this day. Shouldn’t’ve gone overboard like that, but ’twas a lot of fun and good times. He’s getting an apartment in about a month, though sadly just for half a year or so. But great anyway.