So its 14 days until Christmas and my house still has no decorations. As a matter of fact the containers are still upstairs in the spare room. Now that’s sad, but hopefully with a little bit of help from my friend Kim and her kids my house will be decorated by this weekend. Fingers crossed because it sure as HELL isn’t going to happen over night with me. I really need to get out of this mood and I just can’t seem to budge. Maybe I need a mini vacation but oh wait, that’s not happening either. Damn deployments! But that’s his job and someone has to do it. I’m sure if Bill knew that I still didn’t have the tree decorated he’s be on my butt about it, I’m sure he understands though and I wish the kids did too.
Tristan is still asking about his daddy and today has been one of those days where he has asked that same question over and over and over again. Does it stop anytime or at this age will he just keep asking the same thing? I guess it’s something for me to ponder on for awhile. And then besides the whole asking of his daddy, I can’t leave his sight for a minute again, thank god Lisa starts watching him again on Monday and I can get back to the gym and hopefully I will start feeling better and less stressed. I know that’s part of my problem with him and this whole Scrooge feeling.
Jordan on the other hand has also been something else to deal with this last week. She’s already had to go and stay at Kim’s for one night and at the rate she’s going I need at least a 2 day break. I just can’t deal with her right now. Is that bad of me? Am I a horrible mom for saying that or for that matter sending her over to a friend’s house on top of it to give me a break? I feel like the worst mother in the world saying that but I’m so burnt out that I’m to the point I don’t know what to do anymore and I really don’t like telling Bill because he has enough to deal with. I have told him a few things from time to time when I’m in one of those moods but I haven’t told him even half of it. But wait and now with Jordan, her fricken biological retard of a dad all of a sudden starts calling again and is going to send her a present this year. Jordan has asked him finally why he has never sent her anything, and when I mean anything I mean he can’t even mail her a fricken $2 card. Well we will see this year if he actually follows through. But get a load of this one; he wanted to send her a fricken IPOD Touch for Christmas! People have you seen the price of these things??? There over $200, and a 7 year old with an IPOD Touch, now give me a break! What kind of an idiot mails a 7 year old that for Christmas, you might as well wipe your butt with $200 and watch it go down the toilet because you know that’s not going to last very long. IDIOT!! But enough with that subject, I could go on all day.
Oh yes, lets not forget about the Christmas cards, I still haven’t started on those either. People, please kick me or something to get this going, at this rate I’ll be lucky if they are out by Valentine’s Day. I really need to get in gear.
Enough for now, I’m done going on and on about nothing. Maybe this could be considered therapy??HMMM…..I’ll have to think on that one too.
Tristan is still asking about his daddy and today has been one of those days where he has asked that same question over and over and over again. Does it stop anytime or at this age will he just keep asking the same thing? I guess it’s something for me to ponder on for awhile. And then besides the whole asking of his daddy, I can’t leave his sight for a minute again, thank god Lisa starts watching him again on Monday and I can get back to the gym and hopefully I will start feeling better and less stressed. I know that’s part of my problem with him and this whole Scrooge feeling.
Jordan on the other hand has also been something else to deal with this last week. She’s already had to go and stay at Kim’s for one night and at the rate she’s going I need at least a 2 day break. I just can’t deal with her right now. Is that bad of me? Am I a horrible mom for saying that or for that matter sending her over to a friend’s house on top of it to give me a break? I feel like the worst mother in the world saying that but I’m so burnt out that I’m to the point I don’t know what to do anymore and I really don’t like telling Bill because he has enough to deal with. I have told him a few things from time to time when I’m in one of those moods but I haven’t told him even half of it. But wait and now with Jordan, her fricken biological retard of a dad all of a sudden starts calling again and is going to send her a present this year. Jordan has asked him finally why he has never sent her anything, and when I mean anything I mean he can’t even mail her a fricken $2 card. Well we will see this year if he actually follows through. But get a load of this one; he wanted to send her a fricken IPOD Touch for Christmas! People have you seen the price of these things??? There over $200, and a 7 year old with an IPOD Touch, now give me a break! What kind of an idiot mails a 7 year old that for Christmas, you might as well wipe your butt with $200 and watch it go down the toilet because you know that’s not going to last very long. IDIOT!! But enough with that subject, I could go on all day.
Oh yes, lets not forget about the Christmas cards, I still haven’t started on those either. People, please kick me or something to get this going, at this rate I’ll be lucky if they are out by Valentine’s Day. I really need to get in gear.
Enough for now, I’m done going on and on about nothing. Maybe this could be considered therapy??HMMM…..I’ll have to think on that one too.
