Have you ever really looked at a grilled cheese sandwich. The cheese in the middle gets hot and then just melts all over. The more cheese the more drips. After a while there is no controlling the cheese. I am a member of the sandwich generation. I have a husband, children, grandchildren, a mother and a dog all dependent on me in some form or another. I am lucky my kids were and are great teenagers. My youngest is 17 and still at home, preparing to move "far, far away". They are fun to watch, but I wish I had instilled "the art of cleaning up after themselves" when they were younger. Too late now, damage done. Yet I often wonder, How can someone walk into a room, and drop their clothes where ever, when there is an empty hamper just waiting to receive all their dirty clothes? How can they not care that the floor has crumbs on it? Doesn't that hurt their feet? :dizzy: My mother is 91. I remember as a teenager I couldn't wait to get "far, far away". Now as an adult I am getting to know her on an adult level and she is absolutely wonderful. She broke her femur 3 months ago and the doctor didn't know if she would ever walk again. 😳 Well she is now walking -without a limp! She is so proud! and what an inspiration. She works at it everyday to get stronger. She often works through the pain. And through this all, she has great sense of humor. I'm so glad to be able to work from home so that I can help her. Then there is my dog. A little 11.5 pound mostly Maltese. Sammy is a "Walt Disney" dog.:wacko: Cute and adorable. and now fierce. We have an electric fence, but a German Shepard was walking by the other day and my dog decided he was stronger, better, etc and went after the German Shepard. Guess what happened then.... a couple days later I see the animal control truck in my driveway. So I did what any reasonable person would do. I hid behind my coach with my mother and my dog and said -"Shh... pretend we are not here"... It didn't work. The kindly officer left a lovely little note stating my wonderful puppy is vicious! Can you believe that??? His only flaw is that he could lick a person to death! Yet now he has to have a leash and proof that he is up to date on his rabies shots. So the next day, I put my big girl panties on and called - pretending innocents - until PROVEN guilty. After hiding out behind the couch, I decided I needed to do the correct thing. So I had the electric fence checked and the mother board had apparently been hit by a recent storm and wasn't working - it is now. We also changed the layout so my vicious puppy has to stay in the backyard. I really would feel terrible if he did bite someone, so I'm not taking any chances. Thank God for grandchildren. They are the inspiration that love abides and everything is right with the world. They always keep things disorderly and they make you move all day long no matter how worn out and tired you are. They keep you going and keep you young and your heart beating. Like when they smash their little fingers in things, or pull things down on themselves. My daughter , God love her, is always redecorating my home when they come to visit. She puts everything breakable up high - like it looks better there! I sincerely hope she stays in the medical field because her decorating abilities stink. As a good mom though I just allow her to fill this need in her and I just bite my tongue. I noticed at her home the other day the trash can is up on a chair. I had never thought of doing that! I did notice the advantages as my son-in-law thru some trash at it and it went in yeah! 2 points! Watching that it made me think, perhaps I should put my son's hamper on a chair in his room. He could throw his clothes at it and it would be more fun to keep his floor clean! Life is so fun! The cheese is uncontrollable. It runs all over the place, but it is so worth it and so yummy! Enjoy your day, Christina