*sits down and cries*

So my dad calls tonight to tell me that my mom's in the hospital because they rear-ended a tractor out on a rural road with no lights late at night. Deep gash to her head, shattered shoulder. I called and talked to her for awhile...she's doing as best she can for the circumstances. But it's one of those things that just makes me wish I was closer. And I worry about how they're going to manage now without any able-bodied persons around that house. Wonder how their insurance will pan out, where the responsibility for this accident is going to lie since they rear-ended the tractor but according to them and other people in the same area, those tractors out that way don't really have lights and they're quite difficult to see...I just don't know. And there ain't sh*t I can do.

And all this on top of the work front stress. I know it's stupid, but I'm...scared, really, of this whole new supervisory responsibility thing. The company is really great, in helping me to find and use all the resources I can to do this right. And my boss is a wonderful mentoring sort of woman, and the staff I'm over are all wonderful people, too, so I'm lucky in that regard. And I know I'll do okay, eventually. It's just the starting. I've been thrown out of my comfort zone and of course I don't like it. Eventually it'll become easier, and in the long run it's bound to be a very good thing, personally and career-wise. But right now it's very very uncomfortable and I'm just...stressed. [/self-pitying wank]

I should be worrying about my mother, 'praying' for her as I vaguely promised I would. Not whining about career challenges. (kicks self viciously)

Gah. Goodnight. Whatever.