Not In Control

[poliphilo]

Ailz has until midnight to finish her last Shakespeare essay. Fine. She's paced herself. And then her father has a fall and she has to go round to sort things out and soothe her mother's nerves. "I should have more sense than to be falling over at my age," says her father.  He's been falling a lot lately. This time he blames it on his shoes. So she spends all morning over there, while I metaphorically bite my nails and fret about the approaching deadline. 

I hate it when there's nothing I can do...

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[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

I believe this deadline is non-negotiable.

But anyway, I don't think she'll need one. I'm the one who's been fretting, she's perfectly happy with the situation.