Need Some Cheese With That Whine?

I think we may have hit a milestone on Tuesday.  I was complaining about my foot tingling which happens when it swells.   Glenn was in another room and his only response was "it's not attractive to whine."   A more tuned-in person would have recognized caregiver stress, but not me.   I went ahead and asked him to hook up my electric ice pack and I heard "I'm in the middle of something and I'm not going to jump up right away like I've been doing forever."  Oops!  But, almost immediately, he came around the corner to hook up my ice.  Venting must feel so-o-o-o good, but responsibility is a much stronger driver!

Someone was coming in to clean on Wednesday so it seemed like a good day for Glenn to go to the cabin.  A little distance is a good thing if you have someone asking you to satisfy every one of their little desires.  (Parenthood, anyone?) 

Like most of you that I've heard from, I've been thinking about that mystery hole in the yard.  Here are some of the possibilities that I've come up with:

• Rhinoceros pit (it's too big to be a groundhog den and a rhino is the only other animal I know that gets underground). 
• Sink hole.  Remember the one on Broad Street that ate the Mercedes?
• Infestation of prairie dogs.
• Small children with shovels.  We've seen this activity  before!!

I welcome your suggestions as to possible causes!