My father is dying. He's ready, so I suppose he can go whenever he'd like at this point. So there is a question about how long he will stay.
In the meantime, I have to figure out how to keep eating after he dies. Of course, there is always the mooching option, but I feel like I am still a contributing member of society. Unfortunately, since I'm quite erratically ill (I have fibromyalgia and it strikes when it will) I really can't do the kind of work that people typically do. The ladies at the local bookstore have asked me to bring in my resume, but I know that I can't do work that involves moving books (they're heavy) and/or standing around a lot (I'll pass out). My geek nephew, who has a record of gainfully employing me, thinks he can do that again. Unfortunately, I know that geek work is high stress and I also know that with my FM that it will freaking take me down.
So, I have to figure out how to be useful enough to stay off the streets, while at the same time doing something that I like so it doesn't totally stress me out. Today's idea is running cage fights between Rabbis. If you think your Rabbi can verbally take down my Rabbi, let's talk.
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