Handwriting

The husband should have been a doctor. Not because he's educated in medical things... simply because I cannot read his handwriting. We're writing the obit and making hundreds of phone calls. He keeps leaving information for me and I want to scream, "I can't read it!" (Of course, I do not act on this instinct.)

My handwriting is extrememly legible. I credit that to my parents who used to make me rewrite my homework so it was neat and tidy.

Nothing else in my life is neat and tidy at the moment.