Snow Days

I have been in the house since January 25, 2011 thanks to the weather man. He started the week by stating we would get a dusting of snow, to 1 inch of snow, and finally 2-3 inches of snow. Well, we got more. I wasn't upset. After all what better way to celebrate your birthday - in the house on a snow day. Not just one day, I was Blessed with 3 whole days of bliss - oh, so I thought. I spent 3 days home with my Man-child.

Being home with Man-child on the first day was ok. He shoveled the snow, I cooked, and then we went to our corners (bedroom) and left each other alone. By day 2, the problem begins. He begins to eat every 2 hours. Just as I reached for the last slice of devil's food cake, he takes it. All of the kool-aid is gone, my snack crackers and chips. Then, he starts to eat the healthy food - yogurt, carrot sticks, salad, fruit cups and the rice cakes. I just smile and reason that being in the house is a good thing.

Later in the evening, here comes Man-child with a question "Do you know what I can do?" Well, it's snowing again. I tell him you can go out and shovel, go visit your friends or you can invite someone over for a few hours. He just looks at me and walks away. Then he starts pacing the floor like a caged animal. So I tell him - "why don't you do your laundry, clean your room or walk the dog". He looks at me like I grew another head. In the meantime, I am relaxed with not a care in the world.

Day 3 begins to get to me. He jumps in bed with me. Whew.. . "When was the last time you took a shower?" He looks at me like I am crazy and says "I'm not going any where". True - but we have to live here. Then he wants to lie his head in my lap and watch TV. All I want to do is read. I tell him -go get the playing cards. He doesn't want to do that. So I tell him - show me again how to play guitar wars -he says no because I still can't hold the guitar right. So I asked to play something else and he gives me 10 reasons why I can't play (and I hate to admit it, he was right on all counts). OK.. let's get dressed and go to the mall or movies. He doesn't want to do that either. Now, I am truely sick and frustrated. I go back to my room and say the Heck with it - I tried.

Today is Saturday. I am watching him eat and talk on the telephone. As much as I love snow days, I don't ever want to be in house with him this long again. Pray I make it throught the rest of the weekend.

Back to Normal - I Think

2010 was a very difficult year for me. It began with the tragic death of my brother and it simply seemed to spirial down ward. I had to handle all of my brother's affairs, lost my part-time job, furlough days with the full-time job, crazy debt collectors calling, fighting to keep my house out of foreclosure, house repairs, keeping track of my Mom's medications and appointments, needy relatives, work drama, being turned down for six jobs, weight gain, and sooo much more. I was on the verge of losing it mentally, physically and spiritually. For me, I often take on projects that take my mind off of my problems. Even more, I was concerned about the affects it all had on Man-child. Despite it all, he made the honor roll and has been his regular self.

2011 has gotten off to a mild start. I am still job hunting -for both full and part-time jobs. I took the plunge and cut my hair. How is Man-child? OK. His room is a mess, he refuses to cut his hair and I am usually receive one word answers to all questions asked. I generally have learned to back off unless it is absolutley necessary. He keeps quiet but I've noticed that when I am upset or agitated with someone, mainly family, he speaks up and manages to get between me and the problem (person). Hmmmmmmmm.....

We are already more that 20 days into the new year. I don't know where or what will happen. My Faith is strengthen and I am sort of rejuvenated. Back to normal we go - I think. :-)