Last night was very trying for me.
I had to send Ryan back to the shower twice because he forgot to wash his feet. Now when you wear sandals all day the dirt line is very noticeably! Finally, after Ryan got out of the shower, I had to wash his feet myself.
That was when I discovered that he has very bad athletes feet. Great now on top of still having to wash this child at the age of 13, I now have to put cream on his feet every night.
Will this ever end? Will Ryan ever be able to do things on his own?
I want to go to the lake or the beach, but the last time I took Ryan to the lake he sat on his towel pouting because he wanted to go home.
I don't want to deal that.
I want to take a few hours to myself and get away, but I can't. The girls are gone doing their thing and Rusty is at work.
So here I sit today. One of laundry is started. The kittens are fed and their bedding is changed. The living room is cleaned up and the dish washer is unloaded.
So now what? Yet another day stuck in the house.
I did get the closet cleaned for the most part. I decided to only unpack and organize my stuff. That really did not take that long, because I just decided to get rid of a lot of stuff. I just stacked Rusty's stuff on the other side of the closet.
I do think that I am going to go get some space bags. I have a few suits and all of my dad shirts that I am just going to shrink down and then I can deal with all of it later.
I just had an epiphany. The reason that I am the crazy cat lady, and the reason I prefer to be around my animals is because that is what I have been forced into.
Rusty has a job and other things that he is involved in. The girls have school, friends, sports, and whatever else.
So who does that leave to take care of the house and Ryan? Who does that leave stuck at home all day everyday?
I have just as intelligent conversations with my animals as I do with Ryan. At least the animals love me back.
I need to end this entry. I can feel myself spinning downward. I need to go find something to do.