Chronic Perfection Disorder

Just back from dealing with the in-laws... We guesstimate that their opulent lifestyle is maybe a year away from foreclosure and the state mandated shift from La-de-dah lane to a state nursing home. My mother-in-law is nearly a vegetable, but still plenty able to spit fire and venom at anyone who attempts to help her in any way. My father-in-law is a fiscally admired oil executive who still can't say hard words like, Huntington's Disease. Schizophrenia. Narcolepsy. Incontinence. He deals with such imperfections in his executive style of hiring folks who can deal with those improper realities without polluting his sensitive ears. While his resources are dwindling rapidly, the staff required to keep his secrets and maintain his illusions of perfection is still escalating.

Sigh. Just venting...