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Wednesday, Jul. 31, 2019 - 2:13 p.m. We got home last night. I was struck by how horrible our house is. I managed to clean the spot next to the sink so I can try my plan with the dishes. One small thing. The rest of the house is as overwhelming as it was when we left. I want to clean the bathroom next. I got up at 7 this morning because E came in to get his clothes. He starts school tomorrow. He doesn’t want to. I don’t want to make him. I should try to think about the best case scenario, but best case scenarios seem to be even rarer than worst case scenarios. Everyone else woke shortly after. I had no protected alone morning time, which I’ve been looking forward to since we left on the trip. It looks like I will not get any any more. E will go to school and J will be out the door to take him. Only later in the afternoon when I am too tired to do anything and already at the end of my rope will I have alone time. I will get nothing more done on my art project. I already feel myself slipping. I have cried 3 separate times today, and it’s only 2:30pm. One time was because E busted my lip with his head. Oh yes, yesterday we went to a little restaurant in Deming. We were the only customers. The owner wouldn’t let M switch her chair with the chair at another table. “We don’t do that here”, and physically stopped her. Then she told E he couldn’t play with the salt and pepper shakers or the sugar packet holder (which he wasn’t taking the packets out of). It was a weird flex but we respected it of course. E had a tantrum about it. And the owner asked me if there were “issues” there. I said yes, we have issues. It was the first time E has been mistaken for the neurodivergent one. I let it be because it seemed like the only way to get a degree of understanding from her. Thank goodness the big kids stayed on good behavior. The food was good but I was not very comfortable. That perfume oil I ordered arrived and I like it a lot. I didn’t need to develop a perfume oil habit, but here we are. � Leave a note |