I am so tired of being a home. Don't get me wrong I love my house and family but it's been 3 weeks. I go in for physical therapy in the morning.

I had my grandson Sunday, Monday and Tuesday. He is the cutest little man. When he knows he's in trouble he'll look down at the ground and say, "I sorry." Since he's not living with me any more I really spoil him when he's here. I know the parents hate it but I waited 2+ years to get to be his grandma instead of his stand in mom.

I really don't know what to write about. At the moment all I want to do is bitch about my limitations so I won't write right now.