It’s just that I’m so wrapped up in the minutiae of Busdaddy’s life that when something like this (computer and car registration and insurance) happens, it means that me being somewhere besides “right there” is very stressful for me.
It’s what I get for being so dependable for so long. Things like this, I have to walk him through, step by step.
Me? I have all my FRiends to rely on and vent to, and I think sometimes, some folks would rather I found a new outlet for my frustrations. No one likes to hear complaints all the time. But I seem be the Resident Complainer... :o[
When you live in a nice place and have nice things and and are always griping because nice <> perfect nobody likes to listen.
When you're doing your absolute best to make the most tolerable lemonade you can from the over-sized lemons you've been handed, you get a very big pass.