So…2012. It’s been a year. And it’s early yet.
But so far:
I killed my dog. (well my husband killed him) ((he was put to sleep because he was old)) I still feel guilt every time I am glad that my house is no longer covered in black dog fluff and no longer smells like old, dying dog.
I had another horrific court date in which the DHS move to change the goal was not upheld and the case was extended for 5 more months because mom is “moderately compliant”. Everyone tells us that this means we have lost and mom will get the kids back. I just know that I came home and picked them up from daycare and will do so again tomorrow, and most likely for the next 5 months… then we’ll see.
I have a heel spur and plantar faciitis (Spell that spell check) and most days I would gladly gnaw my foot off if it meant the pain. would. fucking. stop.
I have read 6 books in the past two months. None of them were very good. None of them were very bad. I couldn’t tell you the titles or the authors but I can tell you I enjoyed the process and my Kindle is a crack pipe with drugs you can get for FREE> (much like crack, most free books are the first in a series and “only the first one’s free”…so you can see how I make the parallel right?)
We decided to buy a camper. for camping. I am thrilled about this in a way that is simply not natural. Unless you are me. Then camper excitement is, apparently, very natural.
I had a birthday. My daughter had a birthday. My son had a birthday. I am the only one who got no presents. none. Not even a cake. I am still trying to decide what to do about that.
I divorced my husband. In my head. For a day. (guess which one) He has no idea I did it. He never got the imaginary papers. He never even got the attitude. Because he worked on my birthday. all day. And then I left town for 5 days. And by the time I got back — we were married again.
Lucky, lucky man.
I have a freezer and a fridge full of food. And I often receive Amazon boxes on my front steps. I have definitely bought into the idea of retail therapy. (get it…bought in…to retail therapy? never mind.)
I am having a good year. Over all. I have family who loves me. I have a cute adorable doggie who comes to work with me every Friday now (Furry Fridays – coming to an office near you!) and four kiddos who adore me. And life is good.
I will be working on getting the bad stuff fixed and the good stuff better.
Beyond that, I’ll be camping.