My darling little brother is 30 in December.
He lives in Oz and is not having a great time atm. He is struggling with his business (he had great success in one part of Oz and moved to grow it in another part, taking part of his team), its struggling and he feels hideously responsible financially and emotionally for everyone. He left partly, I think, to make distance between him and a girl. I don't know who needed the distance.
He has also struggled with depression from time to time. I see in him what I see in me.
My big brother called me today to tell me not to breathe a word but that little brother has booked an emergency trip home, he lands on Saturday. I'm all arse over tit now......I'm away from 6am on Saturday morning til 5pm Monday teatime, away again on Tuesday 1pm-1am, and then have 3 short days to pack in a whole lot of laundry, packing and wind up our build on the new house before we fly off on hols a week on Saturday. I'll hardly see him and I think he needs us right now. My mum and dad are babysitting for me this weekend and I know it will make my mum feel like shit that she hasn't, and can't, prepare for him. Its all a bit of a mess and I don't have time to to anything. I have just finished cooking tomorrow night's dinner and I have a jam packed day tomorrow, starting with meeting the plumber around 7.30am.
Fuck. Did I just rant? Right now, I must do a Tesco shop online for tomorrow delivery I hope!!! and then.....pretend to sleep maybe.