Where to begin…
Josh woke up with me all 4 days. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday he got up early with me and then Monday he got up when the alarm went off. No fighting about it at all. That was awesome.
I slept really well until last night. Not sure if I was nervous about going back to work or Josh starting school tonight or what, but I had a hard time falling asleep and then didn’t sleep well when I did. The Melatonin seems to be working pretty good though so I’m not giving up on it. Last night we had margaritas with lunch and then went out to dinner with my mom so my eating schedule was a little off. I’m going to blame that.
The visit with the kid went better than I thought it would. The shirts came out well and we had a pretty nice time. After Josh took her home on Sunday his friend Jeremy came over for dinner. I like spending time with Jeremy but he only seems to want to talk about music or politics, and I don’t share his taste in either. The boys started drinking beer at like 5 so by 9:30 Josh was passing out in the chair. I got him moved to the bed and Jeremy took off. When I came back in from saying goodbye to him Josh woke back up and talked to me for another hour.
I got all of the chores done this weekend and all of the errands run. I also managed to get his first slipper done and the hat I had started finished. I feel very good about my progress on Christmas gifts now. One more hat and then 7 bunnies to make, plus the soaps to go with the washcloths, and probably another pair of socks for my mom. I still haven’t figured out what to do for my grandma yet or Josh’s mom. The bunnies shouldn’t take too long to make, they’re fairly small.
Josh and I got along the entire weekend. No fighting, no nasty words to each other, no name calling – nothing. We spent good time together and I thoroughly enjoyed every minute of it. I’m just hoping I can keep my mouth in check today since I didn’t get good sleep.
He starts school tonight and I’m a little unsettled about it. I’m worried he won’t like it, or that he’ll do poorly, and that I’ll have a hard time sleeping on the nights he goes to class. I know we’ll find a new routine and get settled in a few weeks, so I’m trying not to worry too much. It’s just change and I’m not a big fan of change.
And that’s part of why I didn’t take the job. I got to thinking about it and realized that this would be too much change all at once. My sleeping has been very spotty lately and the last thing I need right now is something else to potentially fuck it up. I was really proud of myself for trying, I just realized that it probably wouldn’t be the best move right now. And after I figured out that if I pay everything when I’m supposed to I can have a little money left over, I really don’t need to have extra income. That’s probably what sealed the deal.
The only really bad part of the weekend is that I’m all bruised up. Josh fell last week and hurt himself and in the process of trying not to fall he grabbed my arm and drug me down with him. Then on Sunday I was carrying a bag of ice down the stairs and an ice cube fell out and I stepped on it and slid down the rest of the stairs. I’ve got huge bruises on my right arm and leg. I kind of look like I’ve gone 9 rounds with Mike Tyson. That reminds me, I should probably go take some Tylenol…
The mood has held really steady since I started sleeping again. I feel rested (most of the time), I have some motivation, and I feel like it’s pretty easy to be good to everyone. I just hope that the disturbance last night was a freak thing and not the start of a new pattern.