Needing a Nap

On the ttwd side, not much is new. Probably because the rest of my life is so crazy busy.

My oldest son graduated from high school last week. No, I am not old enough to have a child that old. Well okay, I am. It is just so hard to believe that this wonderful young man is my cute little baby. It seems to have flown by. Every time I think about kindergarten, I start to get teary. He is going to college in the fall but is staying at home while attending. We have a university, a state college and three community colleges within 30 minutes from our house. Plus many other places you can get your degree. And within 20-45 miles from our house, there are probably at least three private colleges that I can think of. With money as tight as it is, he might as well stay home and not have that expense added on.

My father was hospitalized last week with conjunctive heart failure. Not a good diagnosis at all. At almost eighty-one, he is pretty much okay with this. Me, I am a wreck. I can't imagine life without my dad and mom. And I am a definite daddy's girl. He has been released from the hospital and is starting to feel better. He is on oxygen 24/7 and is taking multiple types of pills. This will not go away, it can only be controlled.

Summer officially begins here on Thursday, when everyone is out of school. It was already 100 degrees, so the heat has arrives. I am not a big heat person, I love my air conditioning. So the schools pack everything they can into the last week of school; field trips, parties, assemblies and end of school dances. And of course there are HS graduation announcements, year books, teacher gifts, last minute projects, and all that other stuff. At least, finally, baseball season ended for us this weekend.

So all this chaos stresses me out. I look around at my house and I am seeing clutter already. My husband keeps giving me breaks on my household chores because I am gone all day running around with the kids. I was in bed at 9:00 last night, exhausted. I laid down next to my youngest, who is sick with a fever and a barky cough, an fell asleep. Nothing got cleaned up last night. So I wake up stressed and with too many things on my plate.



A couple of weeks ago, my husband and I discussed all the end of school activities. He decided that he would be helping me out as much as possible which even included some stress relieving, attitude adjusting, role reminding spankings. And truthfully, knowing that he is there for me and has my back (and bottom) has made all of this stress manageable.

I'll say it again, life is so different then from last year. We would have been arguing and at each other's throats. Instead, he listens to me, he backs me up with the kids and he doesn't question my decisions. I treat him with respect, explain what is going on and I ask for help. Communication, loving it. I love our roles, our new commitment to each other and how I don't ever feel alone. People make think that it is strange but a sore bottom can help keep me focused and centered. And right now I need that.

and a nap.......