Princess in Mourning

For the first time since Midnight died, Princess sought me out.  I am downstairs in the office and she actually came downstairs and spent time in here with me.  I think because I kept getting up and down to answer texts she got annoyed and left.

That's okay, usually she spends for 6:30 am until 5:30 pm or whenever Harrison or Darren come home before she will make an appearance, unless she thinks I will take her for a walk.

You know this thing about head injuries? Last night I went to Harrison's basketball game, got home at 9:30, he came home around 10:15 pm and asked me to help him with his Spanish.  I was stressed from watching the game and lethargic from my medicine.  Needless to say, I helped the best I could.

I have a rule, no homework after midnight because you are too tired and your brain won't function well to catch the little mistakes.  (yes, that goes for college kids too.  I followed the same thing then) I say you get up a little earlier the next morning and finish up. Harrison and I did that today and I was more able to teach him and help him understand his Spanish without him being frustrated. Which brings me back to my head injury.

I was going to write about how Princess ignores me since Midnight died, however, my brain is shutting down right now and I can't seem to spell words correctly and I have blurry vision.

I do want to share before I forget, that a very influential person during my early years died from a head injury on Saturday.  He slipped on the ice and hit his head and neck.  Yes, he was 80 years old, however he didn't get immediate help and his injuries were so like mine.  I was lucky I had a helmet, he didn't expect to slip.  We never know in any moment what life has waiting for us.  I think of him and can't help but think that could have been me, because I was told had it not been for my helmet it would have.

I'll talk about the dog later, my brain is tell me it is tired and my vision is too blurry to see what I am writing.  If no one reads this but me, and I mean any of my ramblings at least my kids will know what my thoughts were.