HELP! I've run out. I'm dry. The shelves are empty. The cupboard is bare. The larders are nonexistent. I need supplies. Send shipments. Spend the extra money and overnight them. The situation is dire.
I am out of good moods.
Good sense of humor.
You see, eight L O N G days ago, L O N G days, the first of the Orrs got sick. It was Coryn, ironically, the one who leaves the house the least. That was Thursday. Then 48 hours later, my turn. Then Joseph. Then Caspian. Finally Nicole. Yes, the entire family, although SO FAR, the dog and cat seem to be okay.
And I've been a good mom, really. I've comforted and commiserated. I've hugged and held. I've made cups of hot tea and glasses of ice water. I would have also been a good wife, but when the husband is sick, he suddenly does not know me and withdraws, so I didn't get the chance. And I don't mind--honestly. These people are my lifeblood and I would do anything in my power to make them feel better but I feel like my reserves are gone. When I reach in to pull out some "I know you feel like crap and I am so sorry hon--what can I do?" I COME UP EMPTY HANDED.
So if you have to have some optimism and sympathy just sitting around, getting dusty and you don't really need it because your cupboards are well stocked, would you please send it this way? I promise I won't waste it. I won't spend it on drugs or alcohol (although it's tempting). I won't give it away or let it spoil on the shelf. I will put it into use immediately. Everyone will benefit. Bail me out, people. It's the spirit of the nation right now, RIGHT?
(I'll be waiting.)