I am on the brink. Today was hard. But now it’s the weekend. Time to turn things around.
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August 16
I finally got a little bit out of my routine. I walked to school to pick up the kids, and I took Christina to buy sneakers, she having been told that the boots we just bought her wouldn’t cut it for gym. I don’t know if it helped much, but I guess it’s a step.
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August 15
Robin refused to go to her tumbling class, saying nothing more than she didn’t want to. There were a lot of tears, mostly my own. I’m not sure I ever cried in front of her before. She finally told me why, and now at least I know what to do next. I don’t know if it will work, but at least I’ll try. I ache for her.
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July 30
We went into Asheville today, which was a lot of driving for a hamburger and poking around in shops we have no business being in. It was a little disappointing. But we came home and made bouncy balls and grilled up some pesto pizza and Brett even got a modest fire going with some damp firewood so we could roast s’mores.
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June 3
The girls had haircuts today. Robin hadn’t had one in something like two years, and she cut off around five inches. They both got blowouts and they looked so different with straight hair! They were both so happy with the cuts, and I’m glad. Then I met up with Myrna for lunch. I love Myrna. And then Christina wanted to go to Losco Park, I think hoping that one of her friends might happen to be there too. No one she knew was there, though, so we only stayed for about 20 minutes. Still nice to get outside for a little while, especially after like 15 hours in the theater yesterday. I talked to Aunt Cathrine and Peggy and Rosina and now it’s 10pm and I am just settling for the first time all day. Whew.
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May 12
Another cheer weekend. There is so much swimming in my head and I don’t know how to let any of it out. Nothing makes sense. Need sleep.
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May 2
I had a total meltdown yesterday. It came out of nowhere. Somehow I managed to steer myself to the park for half an hour. Not sure it made a big difference, but at least I tried. Maybe a small difference is ok.
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April 23
It was another long day of training today, after which I got Christina and Jackson to join me in a quick trip to the park. The weather could not have been any more incredible, and I really regretted having to leave, but hunger calls.
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April 5
I don’t know if I should disclose that I got fed up with work today and took the kids to the park after picking them up from school instead of coming back to work. I do not regret it even one iota. Sunshine can work wonders.
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April 4
It was a perfect day outside today. After dinner, I walked over to the gas station to pick up a six pack and enjoyed a beer out on the back patio while watching the Yankees game, the sunset, and Jackson pouncing on anything that twitched. Really needed to be outside today. I also really need to put some effort into making the front and back yards more inviting. I’ll start with weeding, mulching, and throwing out all the broken furniture, playground equipment, and assorted detritus left by my children over the years. It’s time to prove I really do love this house.
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March 22
I hate waking up early, so I sacrificed my time at the coffee shop today and got up a little later. It’s not quite the same as an hour to myself, but a little misty drama in the morning is a nice tradeoff nonetheless.
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March 7
I finally started feeling a little better yesterday. The day got away from me a little bit, but I managed to get some things done. Everything but the dishes. And the floors. But I’ll take it.
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February 6
I ended up taking the day off work today. The idea of getting up at 6:30am and going nonstop until 9:30pm was just too overwhelming after the last couple of days. The extra time to myself isn’t really improving my mood, but it’s definitely not making it worse, which I’m sure would have been the case otherwise. Spending some time reading at the park before picking the kids up from school.
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January 30
I had a very rough day today. Lots of tears, lots of very hard-won personal restraint. I may eat the remaining half a can of chocolate frosting from Christina’s birthday cake tonight. Not sure that solves a single thing, but also not sure I give a damn.
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January 19
Today was a little beyond. It started when someone hacked into one of my accounts and spent $1300 on my stored credit card. Then there was the ER visit for Robin, who somehow managed to get a chunk of wood wedged halfway down her thumbnail and needed it extracted. I don’t know if it was really worth an ER visit, but the urgent care receptionist sent us there, and I know for sure I wasn’t about to try to take it out myself. The thing about today is that it’s still not over.
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