My son is watching TV in the room with me. "Fairly Odd Parents"- and I just heard someone say that. It made me laugh outloud. Even as kids, you learn that your wife will eventually want to kill you.
Michael is sick again today. Sick- or just sick in the head. If he has anything, it's the cold that we all had- but that is hardly a reason to sleep 18 hours a day. He is not taking his medication, that is what is wrong with him. He was up for about three days, started a few projects that he didn't complete and how he's back to bed.... ugh. Well, I will attempt to shove some Wellbutrin down his throat and maybe he will be human again soon. One day at a time.... Take it easy... Keep it simple...
Today is his mom's birthday- tomorrow we are supposed to go over there. I have no idea if we will. His dad called this morning and I told him that the plan was that we were going to- and he asked me to have Michael call his mom in 15 minutes. That was 40 minutes ago. He's such a bastard sometimes. But it's just not my problem. I cannot make excuses for him, and I won't even bother. It's not my mother. I always wonder if I should call and wish her a happy birthday, or if it will be too obvious that he's HASN'T called yet. I don't think I will go without him tomorrow- I hardly want to explain it to them. Besides, this type of thing comes as no suprise to anyone...
I started cleaning house as soon as I got out of bed today. It pisses me off that I have to do the dishes when I have not cooked or eaten more than two meals in this house in the past week and every dish, glass and peice of silverware is dirty. But I will be pleased when it's done and that will have to be enough. I paid Alex $10 to help me with the house cleaning. The dishes are a little more than 1/2 done, the boys bedroom is cleaned, the living room is clean and vaccuumed. It was the best $10 I've spent all week. Today I'm driving Alex to his dad's and having lunch with a dear friend of mine who I never see enough. I can't wait. Gabe is going to my mom's and Danny will be napping around that time here at home with Michael- so his effort level is minimal and I have very little to worry about. I can relax and take it easy and have a good day.
It's about freakin time.
About Me
- Julie
- Using my 40's as a do-over for my thirties, only smarter. I often mistake the bees and honey reference with the one about free milk and a cow. This might explain my whole life.
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