I apologize for my long absence from Blogville. Things have been quite busy at work. i have been trying to catching up on the all the things not done while I was away. Life at home is busy as well with spring cleanups, daughter meltdowns and the need to chaperone my son and his girlfriend. So, in chronological order I present for you review, my life since my return, in word and picture! Or in the words of Arlo: "twenty seven, eight-by-ten colour glossy photographs with circlesand arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one explaining what eachone was to be used as evidence against me!"
May 7th-9th- still busy at work with end of month billings and the usual employee stuff. Make sure daughter gets her prom dress to the alteration lady. Beautiful isn't it? She looks stunning in it. Prom pictures hopefully (read on) to follow.
You know it is really interesting to be in my particular “Child” situation at the moment. On one hand you have my very beautiful, just turned 17, year old daughter, who I am trying like hell to guide and keep safe, not only safe from “whomever” but also safe from herself.
May 10th- Wrote off my happily ever after again! Will I never learn? I sure hope I do and pretty damn quick! Go listen to Brandi Carlisle "Someday Never Comes", you will understand.
May 11th- had dinner with my best friend! Boy I miss her! Drank too much!
May 12 & 13th: Finally the first weekend since vacation that my children will be with their dad. YIPPEE! Not feeling all that well from the night before festivities but did manage to clean the house and even washed the kitchen floor. Sunday was Mothers Day. Took my mom and dad to breakfast and went home to find the kids home already (damn I wasn’t done being alone yet) because they were going to help with yard work for my Mothers Day present. Nice concept, frustrating in reality. With 2 boys over 6’3” they are a formidable eating machine. So, the yard work was done piecemeal because the refrigerator had just been stocked the day before. On a side note, not only is it expensive to go on vacation it is also expensive when you return. Two weeks of $250.00 grocery bills (that's right folks $500.00 in two weeks) to restock the house. Yikes! The yard eventually was done and I even managed to get the flower boxes emptied of last year’s soils and the deck cleaned off from the winter debris. Glad weekends are for resting, RIGHT!
At 10:30pm on Mothers Day my daughter decided it was time to push the limits of my sanity again. She asked if I would talk to “The GUY” because he really wants to work things out. Ok, I lost my fucking mind. She didn’t realize I knew about the Mall scenario or the many phone calls while on vacation between them and I let loose. I had told her that they were all done and she was to stop, silly me! I did talk to him, it wasn’t pretty and my daughter again hates me. Guys, you just know when someone is full of shit. I just wish she could see it. So much for sleep that night!
May 14th- just the usual Monday stuff. Work is work and home was again quiet. Made dinner, opened daughters door to let her know dinner was ready. She never responded, she was sleeping. I assumed it was my punishment, the being ignored part, for putting my foot down again. I am ok with that and retire to my room. Well, I lied I am not ok with she and I not being ok. I am very sensitive to shifts in my energy and that of my house and it really gets me all twisted inside. It is a throw back from my marriage. I don't feel riight when there is negative energy in my home.
May 15th- kids off to school as usual. Having my 1st cup of coffee when the phone rang. It was the school nurse. Daughter is running a fever of 101 and her tonsils are swollen and oozing white stuff. Make an appointment with the Dr. Daughter has Mono and now she wants her Mommy to be nice to her and take care of her. Spend 2 hrs at the clinic, $30.00 for drinks, medicine, throat lozenges, broth, etc and send daughter home. This is what my daughters throat looks.
Go back to work and spend the day trying to work while worrying about daughter. Get home to find her in a puddle on the couch, crying and sobbing because her fever is so high and her throat is so sore and she just wants to die. Comfort daughter, give her meds, fix dinner, feed the animals, open the cell phone bill from our trip, flip out ($800.00) cater to daughter some more and finally crash about 11pm. Wake up at 3am to daughter in my room sobbing and again wishing for death. Get up, get medicine, get cold drink and tuck daughter in bed with the dog and me. Fall back asleep at some point.
May 16th – Drag my ass out of bed. Get daughter more medicine and me a cup of coffee. Chat with daughter while awake and remind her she needs to go the alteration shop as they have altered her Prom dress and she needs to pick it up. She nods. Head to work, dragging my ass still clearly 4 feet behind me. Go to my office and pull my chair out to sit and find Romeo (the little yellow kitty) dead under my desk. FUCK!
Which brings us up to today! FUCK I am tired. No more vacations for me. It is too much work when you come back.
Propping daughter up against a wall at the Prom;
You're fucking right!