Wednesday, July 17, 2013
I had my post-op today. I'm healing, but due to blood loss/anemia, I won't be back to 'normal', meaning regular energy level, for another 3-4 weeks. My lovely, wonderful friend J scooped up my girls to spend the night with her family and said she'd see me after dinner tomorrow. The girls were thrilled and I am grateful. Kindness, and love, and friends. That's how I get through.
Tuesday, July 16, 2013
Saturday, July 13, 2013
There are days. Days wherein I had to call 911 at 2 a.m. to have the police check on my upstairs neighbor, because her screaming and him throwing her around woke me up, and I want to ensure that he's not beating her to death. Days in which the girls, my sweet, kind, smart girls, whine and cry and argue so much that I have to revoke a plan to see a movie later in the afternoon AND text Santa regarding bad behavior. Days that are humid and sweaty and ill tempered. Days that you know that someone is doing something that you'd prefer they weren't. Days that you miss something you were REALLY looking forward to because your appendix tried to grenade its way out of your body. Days that nothing seems right and everything seems wrong and you can't picture ever being happy again. I don't like those days. I don't like today.
Thursday, July 11, 2013
Today was so hard. "Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; begin it well and serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense." ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
Tuesday, July 9, 2013
Sunday, July 7, 2013
Thursday, July 4, 2013
Wednesday, July 3, 2013
Today, I worked. And I work in a customer service job. And a man came in with his wife, and he was, ummmmm, disappointed that I didn't have a particular item that he wanted. He felt it was appropriate to yell at and berate me to the point that I went to the bathroom and cried. Because I like my job slightly more than I like being homeless, I did not say anything in response to this man. But I think there is enough anger and hostility in the world without burdening strangers, who have zero responsibility for any of one's problems, with one's anger. It's wrong and it's unkind and it's a real day-ruiner. So. today wasn't so great. Some of them are going to be like that. But please don't yell at the help.
Tuesday, July 2, 2013
Annnd I'm pretty sure you missed me. Anyway. I got chastised today for having a skip race through Wal-Mart aisles with M2. We were having fun, and my mom had issues with us being a spectacle. This, after having three strangers smile and say, "it looks like you're having fun." I would rather my girls remember skipping through Wal-Mart when they think of their childhood, rather than the million times I say "why do you not have your shoes on?" And that's parenting, to me.