The Choices We DON’T Want to Make

Yesterday was an incredibly long day – and I wasn’t sure exactly how that happened. When I got home, after getting my hair cut, the dogs were wildly excited to see me. I knew right away they hadn’t been fed.

Color me annoyed.

I have asked M to wait until I get home to feed the dogs . . . but with Younger Son (YS) at home, there’s no reason the two of them couldn’t have taken care of it. Except for laziness. And a “Star Trek” marathon on TV.

Taking a deep breath. Again.

Then YS reminded me that we needed to go across town to pick up his car. YS still can’t drive, since the ACL repair on his right leg, so I’m needed for one car and his dad for the other.

One more deep breath.

I dropped the two of them at the car repair place and was back home, changing into my jammies by 8 pm. Yay!! M and YS were going to make a detour to pick up a take-out meal and then come on home.

When they got home, YS pulled me aside to let me know that his father absolutely cannot drive after dark any longer. Even with YS in the car to help and guide him, M pulled out in front of another car and was almost in an accident. YS also said it was obvious how much M was struggling to see – even with his glasses on.

I’ve talked to M again about selling his car to YS and this time – instead of being in favor of it and thinking it’s a good idea – he had a fit and was adamantly opposed to it.

Sigh. I know we need to do something. I just don’t know what.

No, I take that back. I DO know what needs to be done. I just don’t want to do it.

3 Replies to “The Choices We DON’T Want to Make”

  1. GOD Bless you, L! That is a tough conversation you have ahead of you! But when it is right in your face, you seem to be able to handle the situation always! You have that certain way of being right on point in tough situations! Love to you and M!

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