Extremes

Husband has been in the hospital for the last few days. He went in with chest pains, had a test, it was determined that he had no blockage. So for now waiting to hear from the doctor. He will come home tomorrow. I forgot to feed the dogs and wind the clock, small potatoes, I suppose, in the things, I could have forgotten. I need to recuperate from last weeks hecticness at the flower shop--an engagement party, senior prom and Mother's day. After working in close proximity to my coworkers, I could easily have bitten off their heads, but kept my mouth shut. I became impatient with the youthfulness of my coworkers. There are extremes--middle age or past middle age and barely out of teens.