February 23

I am getting closer to having the rest of this training class prepared. I have 9 out of 20 samples pulled for training, and three of them have answer keys. I feel a little like I’m running on the beach at high tide, working very hard and not getting too far. I feel about the same when it comes to parenting. I can’t get Robin to brush her teeth or not drink Coke at bedtime without her hating my guts. And I know you’re doing the right thing if your teenager hates your guts, but it still doesn’t feel great when the people you love more than anything on earth can’t stand to be near you or ever say I love you. I really question whether I’m doing the right thing, basically every minute of every day and it is exhausting. And I’m still not running, at high tide or otherwise. That is also bringing me down. I have seen no progress at all as far as the piriformis strain, so I’m at a point where I may just run even though it hurts. Maybe I need to break it more for it to finally heal. That may be about as wise as asking Robin where her toothbrush is. I’m tired.