Tomorrow after mass I'll be picking up Barry from the group home. He's coming down to get his new glasses and to fill out a form to have a transcript sent from the high school to Cumberland University. He's in for a rude awakening. The apartment he once lived in is rented out. I figured it was time for closure for him. He needs to work on living in the present. He's like I used to be- he lives in the past while worrying over the future. Not an easy way to do this. I figured it was better to just rip the band aid off and go with it. Pray for me. This could get ugly.