It's Wednesday. You know what that means... "Julie Day". I've talked to her a couple of times today, and again today she's slurring her words. She told me the other day that she flushed her Soma prescription, so I'm really not sure what she is taking too much of to cause her to be impaired. She is on Ativan, which she is supposed to take one pill three times a day - I'm absolutely certain that she takes more than that - and maybe that's it. Who knows.... I just hope and pray the visit goes well tonight.
I have a house FULL of angry kids right now. I went home at lunch today (as I do every day) only to find clothes that were to be done yesterday still in the dryer, dirty dishes in the sink, dirty cups everywhere, floors that look filthy, hair gel bottles everywhere, school work scattered here and there, shoes here and there... Just tons of things out of order. I HATE that. Not to mention the recycle bin wasn't put out and so it was missed. The garbage was only picked up because I took out the can, and nobody ever put it back, it's still lying out - empty - next to the street from yesterday's trash day. We won't even talk about the front yard, with shirts by the basketball hoop, trash in the yard, and water bottles scattered about. (All the kids come to our house to play, so it's somewhat understandable.) And I won't even talk about the fact that their rooms look as if bombs went off in them.
So... At lunch... Filled with frustration... I locked the computer by changing the password. Yeah, the kids were thrilled with me about this. Jonathan has hung up on me at least three times this afternoon. I decided to do this mainly because Kayte mentioned how much I get onto them about things so often. And I thought to myself... I know EXACTLY what they do after school... They immediately jump on the computer and watch TV. I can nix one of those easily and quickly. I can simply REMOVE the temptation.
I figured that they would call me looking for the password and I would give it to them - AFTER I was sure that they had done all their homework and chores.
However, what ended up happening is I had a house full of very angry teenagers. Jonathan actually got angry, dropped cereal all over the kitchen floor as Kayte was trying to mop it. When she said something to him telling him to STOP, he then proceeded to stomp all over the cereal, crushing it with his feet. Things got worse and I'm told Jonathan began throwing things, to the point of breaking a glass. (One of my few remaining wine glasses - wah!).
Add to that the fact that Chris ran into some problems with the job he has been doing at the beach and is no longer sure he'll be done today as planned. He had hoped to be done and home by 3 or 4 this afternoon. Now I don't know what's going on.
So to recap: Angry kids, throwing teenage tantrums, breaking things, yelling, Julie's on her way to the house and my husband is stuck at a job out at the beach. Am I in a hurry to get home?
HELL NO.
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Fast forward - I'm home now. Things are okay. I ended up taking 1/2 of a Xanax before I got home. I didn't yell.... I complimented at ALL the wonderful chores done and commended them on getting all their homework done. (Kayte argued that she always does without issue, but she was in 'attorney-mode' and I just let it go without arguing with her.)
Julie ran to the store (with my money of course) to get bread and dessert that I didn't have for tonight. She seems............. very sleepy. Shaking. Slurring a little. I dunno... I've only seen her for a few minutes so I'll let you know later how it goes.
I also heard that my mom was admitted to the hospital tonight. She has COPD and I've been quite worried about her physically.... she's not getting any younger (sorry mom) and she had the knee surgery in the recent past and isn't recovering all that well. She had been having breathing problems and so went to the doctor today. She has Pneumonia so they admitted her. Prayers for my mom would be GREATLY appreciated.
I better run. Must finish dinner. Thank you for all your thoughts and continued prayers.
When anger rises, think of the consequences. - Confucius
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