Not sure if I'm more sore or more tired this morning.
Really sore from overdoing it at the gym yesterday. Just as we were getting ready to go to bed last night we got a call from Christy's bother that she needed to get to the hospice to say her farewell to her dad. So we drove up there. I waited downstairs and watched more episodes of Falling Skies while Christy visited her dad with the family. Dad is still alive this morning but doubt he will make it past the next few days. I barely know him so this isn't affecting me but Christy is a bit of a mess. We have been on death watch for a few weeks now and at this point the end would be welcomed. Very slowly dying from a smoking related illness is a really miserable way to go.
Work, errands, more work and then relaxing while watching invading aliens with the possibility of dealing with death later today.
