How I started my day: wiping up Lu's poop and puke from sometime during the night.

How I the day is going: got home from scrubbing blood out of my dad's bedroom carpet from when he fell sometime in the middle of the night and gave himself a bloody nose. (He's okay, got checked out at urgent care and nothing is broken.)

It's been a day, friends. If I drank any more, today would be the day for a tall one. At least everyone is okay now. Just a high stress Sunday.