AUGH! The hoard left, finally! They were here for about 4 hours and I was and still am a wreck. They brought their own refreshments which was cool with me. All I have left is a mess to clean up.

I took the advise of you guys and pre set an "out". I set up a project I've been wanting to do. Got it set up on the patio and started it before they got here. Then
when things got to me I simply walked outside and started tinkering with my project.


Amazingly, no one followed me out there to see what I was doing. I do know that as
these people have visited Mom over the past several years she has told them about me and all this PTSD stuff. So they do have some understanding of what is going on.

But as the visit continued, I noticed one male cousin we have all labeled as weird.
But I looked in his eyes as he sat there being way to quiet.

He has it. I could see it in his eyes and on his face. He simply and presicely had the desire to run screaming from the room. I know that the predisposition to mental disorders in genetic and many of the members of our family have various types.

He is the first one I seen in person who has it. I felt so sorry for him. Every time I looked up or around he was in the bathroom. We all know what that is like. Right?

But anyway, I lived through the visit and am very glad it is over for another year.

Mom enjoyed herself and that is what really matters.

I survived the visiting hoard of cousins. Yea for me