Melt Down
Last night I had a melt down. Our neighborhood was like a war zone - all night until 12am!! What is the deal? When I was growing up we had sparkles and little snake things that moved on the ground when they lit up. People were shooting fireworks into the sky from their backyards! Loud ones, explosive ones, screamers, poppers, etc… I actually heard the boom as they were launched each time. Isn’t this illegal??
So, I worked from 7 to 9ish putting the baby down. That may not seem like a long time, but it is. Trust me. I’m just emotionally tired at night. I had to put Aiden to bed as well. Before 7 I bbqued. David invited someone over, but they ended up talking to eachother. David did offer to help with Matisse, but he was also entertaining our guest. Let’s just say I lost it after 9 and she woke up again and our guest was still here. When he left, David was the victim of my frustrations and he ended up sleeping in the baby room and Aiden came into bed with me. Then I felt guilty because David had to go to work in the AM. Man, it’s harder with two kids…
I want my life back! Is that so wrong?
Ok, so David came home today from a meeting with my favorite cup of Joe - vanilla latte. He’s so good to me. I suck.
I want to start creating this summer. Writing seems like such a distance at the moment. The Artist’s Way is a great tool to help me get the creative juices going again. I would like to do it. It’s almost like a personal week to week retreat. I must find the time!
Aiden is now squirting our neighbor with his water gun. Do I go outside and intervene? Nah. Neighbor Jim is on his own.