It's the weekend so I'm not stressed. Weekends are always easier because naps are always an option for everyone.
The house is even pretty clean and we have groceries--so we can just hang out and not worry about anything besides getting the laundry done.
Usually, only mothers can impart the curse, but I think as her sister (and as her sister) all the mothers I know would make an exception for you, in this circumstance.
A
lot
of my trepidation and frustration comes from the fact that I let her and the nephlet move in with me rent-free when he was three months until after he was a year so she could get her life together. She ended up going back to working retail and I ended up basically being a single mom for nine months.
Long-ass way of saying thanks, Cindy.
Oh, Cashmere, that sweetie Owen. Hope he still sleeps through the night for you. Poor guy must just be all tuckered out.
So, I'm feeling a little less catastrophic...still feeling frustrated and blahish, but less catastrophic. I was really trying not to be catastrophic earlier, but it was still seeping through, I think. I'm gonna try to just take it easy and deal with the feelings till Monday, then start problem-solving. I've gotten some great ideas, here and from my therapist and parents, and when I'm feeling better I can start attacking those avenues.
Edit: Cass, do you have time to jump on IM for a bit?
Good for you, vw. It sounds like a great plan.
That's for your sanity!
Obviously I'm my favorite.
It really
is
becoming on you.
Alright,
Survival of the Richest
is something I a) should not watch and b) will become obsessed with.
Goddammit. Emmett just smashed his finger in the car door.
Like he had an unerring sense that his health care coverage expired at midnight tonight and his mother hadn't transitioned it to her plan yet.
Fuck.
It's not broken, but the nail is black already.
I had just parked the car and he saw a dog (of course) and rushed out of the car slamming the door behind him, and catching the tip of his left index finger in the door. Worse, I didn't know what was happening until I could hear him screaming. Then I ran around to the other side and the door had locked on his finger and he couldn't get it out and I'm scrambling to get it unlocked.
This week bites.