One part of my supercalifuckyoulistic day yesterday was when MC told Hubby and I that a kid on the bus singed he hairs on his arm with a lighter, split open the seat with a pocket knife and proceeded to try to burn the foam inside. Yeah, it was that kind of day.
Last week was hard. Hubby and I made the decision to drop OC from our insurance. It feels like I’m failing as a parent or that I’m a bad parent because I’ve taken that last safety net away. Knowing he doesn’t want it doesn’t change how I feel about it. We decided that we could not give him another opportunity to carelessly or thoughtlessly harm us or the other kids and he could very easily do so as long as he was covered under our plan. Continue reading “Out of Sorts”
Not my best and from several years ago, but I love the clouds.
My day started off fine and I got a lot done with a few errands, but it started to fall apart when I went to paint the trellises I’m supposed to be putting between a few of the bushes Hubby and I got planted over the weekend. Two cans of spray paint later and I have one half of one trellis painted with another half and three whole ones left. So, spray paint is out and I’m going to have to go another route.
Between that, the news, and the horrid fumes that are now permeating my entire house even though I have windows open, I just want to be somewhere else for a while. A beach would be nice, though even those aren’t looking so appealing at the moment with the weather off of Florida. For those in the area, be safe.
Instead of a beach, I’m going to go bury my head in a book for a while. Something I wasn’t able to do this weekend because we decided planting 13 trees was a good idea. It is gorgeous, but I’m so sore and tired. I’d hoped to get the trellises done, but that will have to wait for another day. Today, I’m going to find some fresh air that isn’t tainted by paint fumes.