Just found out my dad's going in for open heart surgery on Monday. He won't be going in to the hospital (Good Shepard Hospital in Barrington) until Sunday night. If I get permission and more details, I'll post.
So that means I'm headed home at some point this weekend. Al's coming home too at some point.
Just kind of shocking, still kind of trying to process the information. Definitely scary. And whenever something like this comes up, the mundane every day description of life seems so unimportant. But I'll continue on. Made mac & cheese helper last night, as directed by Tracy, and watched Bones and little more of Mr. & Mrs. Smith. Tried a new route to work this morning, all the way down Halsted, but that goes up a couple inclines, which I'd not rather do. But it's a bit of a more direct route. And that's it for now.