Today I am done. Closing has been pushed back, C is having ill side effects from the meds we’d placed so much hope on, the new upstairs neighbors have moved extra people into their one bedroom apartment, and I am done.
The day has been spent with tears just under the surface waiting to spill and anger just below my throat waiting to explode. I am done today. No more problems, no more noise, no more.
Done.
Check back tomorrow. The store is closed, the shelves are empty.
