I hate being teased-or made fun of. In that manner, I'm rather thin skinned. And don't mock me or intentionally set out to set me up for disappointment. I will respond in an unflattering manner, completely unbecoming a lady. In return, I won't tease, mock, make fun of you or burst your bubble.
That said, I had an incredibly long day with Miss Rachel and no caregiver. Sundays are like this all the time these days and I swear, every hour can feel like a day. Did I tell you it was long? I cooked, baked cookies and did the dishes 3 times. All day long, I kept telling myself 24 was on tonight and I'd be able to sit down and watch something I've not seen for a year and a half. That's what helped me keep my sanity because I swear, if I told Rachel to sit down once, I told her a hundred times. There were other repetitive directions too. Protecting the soldier's cookies became an art form today. It doesn't help that the
At 8 PM, I got my cup of tea ready and sat down to
Pop. I think that was my bubble bursting.