The plan for today, shower, attend the big little man's eye appointment, eat food, a little shopping then come home, rest then make a start on the kitchen, change the bedding, maybe do more work in his room but after a two course meal and two glasses of wine after not having much appetite for weeks the 'rest' became hours of sleep with weird but not totally awful dreams. Nothing productive happens on waking so still in my grubby pit. He is sitting in a gamer chair with his feat on the silky pink rug he choose in a little clean island. He actually should of gotten his butt out of the new comfy chair we put together last night and into bed ten minutes ago as ordered but Is feeling pretty crappy. Stupid cold keeps making a come back and its not surprising considering our fucked up sleep and appetite and how hard it is to get outside even with these beautiful Autumnal days we've been having. It's that run down, depression, unhealthy habits cycle after viruses that is so hard to get out of without help. Sucks.
Tomorrow! Surely will include a clean bed as well as sorting out school uniform, cleaning and cooking. Will be so glad we did. Mounting amount of things that need done that include phone calls for Monday might be best to write a list and prioritise. Tsk. Thinking about how much better it will feel when jobs are done doesn't help much with motivation when physically rough because of the extra weepiness during and the even more exhaustedness and irritability after chores.
There was a stranger danger, creepy dude has been asking kids their names on the way to school email that went out so need to have some kind of talk with him. He especially needs to be wary of strangers talking to him and asking his name when out without me. Mummy has pissed off a lot of bad guys, its not fair but that means you gotta be extra careful. He's so friendly and innocent but he's also not an idiot as he will be clear in telling me no doubt. Hard not to panic and feel internals preparing for trouble though. We wouldn't of made the move if it meant more of the same but less of the same in a much better place.. Well stressing and not doing anything is less than useful We are well aware of that.
Sleep, food, fresh air makes us a lot better at dealing with things, wish it was easier.
Tomorrow! Surely will include a clean bed as well as sorting out school uniform, cleaning and cooking. Will be so glad we did. Mounting amount of things that need done that include phone calls for Monday might be best to write a list and prioritise. Tsk. Thinking about how much better it will feel when jobs are done doesn't help much with motivation when physically rough because of the extra weepiness during and the even more exhaustedness and irritability after chores.
There was a stranger danger, creepy dude has been asking kids their names on the way to school email that went out so need to have some kind of talk with him. He especially needs to be wary of strangers talking to him and asking his name when out without me. Mummy has pissed off a lot of bad guys, its not fair but that means you gotta be extra careful. He's so friendly and innocent but he's also not an idiot as he will be clear in telling me no doubt. Hard not to panic and feel internals preparing for trouble though. We wouldn't of made the move if it meant more of the same but less of the same in a much better place.. Well stressing and not doing anything is less than useful We are well aware of that.
Sleep, food, fresh air makes us a lot better at dealing with things, wish it was easier.
