Daughter Weekend Day 0

A bright glimmer of joy in the midst of all this suffering - tween daughter flew in at five this afternoon and Southern Man picked her up at the airport and met much of the family at our favorite eatery for dinner and that was much fun. Parents head out in the morning to visit teen daughter up north and Southern Man transferred some boxes and mail and such to them for the trip. Then we hit the grocery store for supplies and headed home. Daughter took much delight in boxing up the rest of her sister's stuff and establishing that bedroom as her own turf; Southern Man limped to his own bedroom to suffer in relative silence. He's been to the chiropractor every morning this week for adjustments and electrostim treatment and acupuncture and massage and just wishes that his damn leg would quit hurting all the damn time. OK, Southern Man is through whining about his damn leg now. Maybe. But he would give damn near anything for three or four hours of uninterrupted sleep.