My depression is lifting a little and my house is slowly getting clean. I am going to do some chores tonight, but not overdo it. So my anxiety doesn’t get the better of me.
I need to start re-enforcing the dogs potty training as soon as I get home to save my sanity and my carpets/floors. I want to sanitize the carpets this weekend as much as I can and redo them every week after for a while. I am tired of the smell of pee. YUCK.
On the home front, everything is better, although I miss my kids. They are always gone in the summer on sleep overs or their dads, or both!!!! I see them a few days a week and it’s weighing on me. I get to pick up Freya after work today, if she doesn’t change her mind, and I am excited! I miss them.
I have come to a realization about how set in stone she is with her boyfriend. They are doing things together to start a business out of his house and he is fully moving in. I know she was looking at rings too, but for some stupid reason my heart wouldn’t believe it. I am now moving on, slowly, but I can feel it.
I don’t want to meet anyone for a long time. It hurts too bad to be replaced and given no chance.
I guess strong connections can be broken, again.
Story of my life.
I am just going to enjoy getting my home life organized before school starts at the end of last month so I am LESS of a hot-mess-mom! IF that is possible.
I need to start stocking up on lunch stuff for the kids packing so I may have my dad take me to Sam’s Club and grab bulk.
I am still trying to re-home Willow, although she is very attached to me. Drake is still feeling itchy around her, so he may be allergic to her. No one wants a puppy tho. It’s okay though. IF I keep her, she will be WELL taken care of.
I am getting a sore throat and thinking I may not be here tomorrow at work. Going to suck because I have a lot to do too. I just want to go home and to bed.
I am still going to try and get some cleaning done today. I did a load of dishes this morning, but I need a load of clothes done including a sheet for my bed, the dogs are monsters.
Well off to take some Tylenol….
Cheers.