Not for me, but my father-in-law. Things have been rough lately, not only because the jobs of five people were melted down to one and dumped on me, who already had a steady workday. I was able to hire a helper after a month of flailing and frustration, but with training yet, and the fact that they only allowed me a frontline tech, it’s five people’s jobs being down by what’s essentially one and a half.

The home front has been rough as well, with lots of family drama as my mother-in-law’s health degrades from Alzheimer’s and my father-in-law’s hip made it so he could barely function. He’s in surgery today, which he desperately needs and I hope gives him the relief he needs to refocus on what needs doing in his life.

I would like a nap. Or a decent night’s sleep. I suspect I’m a long way off from that.

Target: 500 words
Written: 341 words, novella: The Mungk