I am not by nature a ministering angel. If I had to describe myself, it would be as competent and reasonably kind, but also self-centered and lazy. I’m therefore surprised every morning when I wake up and remember all over again that mine is the life of a caregiver: a sick, aged parent; a tween; a teen; and a 50s style-husband. It’s not a natural fit for my personality.
The last few days have been a little more demanding than usual in terms of the level of care my givees have required. I’m therefore posting a video in honor of myself (and my innate selfishness). Whenever you hear “Britney,” substitute in “Bookworm”: