That's right I'm tired and I'm not complaining. Just a fact. I had a good day although a full one. It is now 12:00 a.m. and I can't go to bed yet cause I have to wash clothes. I washed some earlier today, but didn't have time to finish all the laundry before we went out for the evening. When we got home I totally forgot until it was bedtime. I would have just washed em and dried them in the morning, but turns out Hubby is out of unmentionables. Honestly, I just washed whites two days ago and would have took care of it then if he had told me he needed them. Oh well. I needed to wash stuff anyway. Just hope my body cooperates when real morning comes and I have to get up. I slept really well last night and didn't even need a nap today. For those of you who know me really well that is surprising. I tend to fizzle out at some point in the day. My nutritionist says it is cause of waiting too long to eat during the day. Not sure. I did get a sugar drop tonight, but it was weird cause it was after I ate. Just guessing here, but I probably didn't drink enough today. I broke a teapot. But I didn't cry or get mad. I have an excuse to replace it. It was one of those personal ones. I like them. I have a bigger one I use when the boys both want tea at once. I guess after my last post, I have to prove that I can drivel on about less intense subjects. I am doing the something thankful each day thing on Facebook. I am trying to do verses to, but I haven't each time. I am so glad my husband supports me in so many ways. I couldn't home school the children without his help. My Math skills don't go much higher than sixth grade so it will be interesting when we get there.
As a kid I watched my parents fight about different things. I don't really have any other parents to compare them to so I can't really say whether they were normal fights couples have or not. I couldn't even say what most of them were about except the ones that were about me. We only ate as a family on holidays. My father came home late so we kids ate without him. I do remember spending time with him in the evening before I went to bed so it couldn't have been that late. My own husband gets home a little later because of his job commute so we eat late every night. But home schooling has given us the ability to be more flexible than my Mom was able to be. We had school early the next day. As I got older, I remember my Father being home less and less and the fights seemed to intensify. I remember one night when I was thirteen. I could hear them yelling through the wall. My mom found me crying and I told her I didn't want them to get a divorce. She told me...
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