Day 25 The Wall

Oh y'all. It's been a heavy week. You knew it would happen. Not everyday is roses and not every week brings progress. But Lord y'all. Yesterday I had it. I recently went away for a few days for a work training in Montana. My children don't adjust well to me being gone. Especially the younger ones. They wonder down deep in their bones if I am really coming back. They know loss. Its not so bad when I'm gone. I have great support (thank you from the bottom of my heart Ariel) But the coming home. Boy Howdy. The behavior is over the top. But sometimes I must go. And we always find our way back to our brand of normal. But yesterday I just hit the wall. Tired. The kids had yet another day off of school. Dante wanted to make hot chocolate in the Keurig. Only he likes his with milk. So he filled the Keurig with milk. The dishwasher is still broken and probably will be for a while. Then Walter ate the dinner off the table when I wasn't looking and I tripped when I was jumping rope and despite my best efforts I messed up my checking account. I did go to the doctor and got my blood work done. And was told I have to wear the dreaded compression stockings. But I got a referral for my legs. I went to the dentist and found I, after a life time of no cavities, I now have four. And I need about $1200 worth of dental work done. So much for my savings. So I was feeling quit sorry for myself. I wanted to throw my jump rope down and storm off to my room and slam the door like a dramatic teenager. Then I looked over at my 14 year old son eating pop corn and watching tv on the couch. And it dawned on me what day it was. Two years ago to the day. My son tried to take his life. Tears filled my eyes as I recalled the worst day of my life. I called my son over to me and told him that I was thinking about that day. I told him that I was so proud of him and how hard he had worked to come back from that place. And although the road has not been smooth I am so thankful to have him with me. He kissed me on the head and swiped my hot chocolate off of the table and went back to watching tv. Suddenly all the inconveniences seemed trivial. I'll get it done. Little by little. Hug your babies y'all and appreciate what you have. Until next week. Over and out.

Dentist

Doctor

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Fifty things I don't like. Fight me.
1. Katchup
2. Grammar Nazis (Sorry mom. I love you.)
3. Dog hair
4. Itchy skin
5. Salsa
6. Cold feet
7. Wind
8. People who don't say what they mean
9. People who say what they mean, but rude
10. broken pencils
11. Things over my face
12. Rats, mice and rodents
13. Music with no words
14. Pictures with no people
15. Being woken up from a nap for no good reason
16. Churches with out grace
17. Chewing on a sucker stick or a popsicle stick
18. Arrogance
19. Being bossed
20. Clothes that shrink in the dryer
21. Adult coloring books
22. Daylight savings time
23. Car repairs
24. Fancy shoes
25. Online dating
26. These movies: All dogs go to heaven, The Mask, Unforgiven, The Crying game
27. These songs: Old Town Road, Any song by Drake
28. Exercising
29. Being licked by my dog
30. Mean girls
31. Emotionally unavailable men (Who am I kidding. I love those guys. Lol)
32. Junk mail
33. Scary Movies
34. Tight pants
35. Underwear
36. Socks
37. Cold sores
38. People who talk during church, movies
39. Coats
40. Getting up early
41. Songs that get stuck in your head
42. When people flake
43. Being lost
44. Make up
45. Fake finger nails ( On me. They look pretty on you.)
46. Missing people
47. People who are not flexable
48. Neck pain
49. Sleep Apnea
50. injustice