Jan 04, 2011 08:20
It's 2011, no doubt about it. I'm still pleased with this turn of events. It's early in the morning; the outside temperature is 2.4 degrees. I will begin soon to write my 5th syllabus for the coming semester (with 5 down I would then have 3 to do; at four hours each, minimum, you can see what the rest of my winter's break will be like). But it will feel good to have a handle on my work; with Kenny's fragile health, working from the seat of my pants is out of the question.
Marelene, the mom downstairs, started in on her yelling again. There was a break after the baby Jubilee was born, but it seems this was only a honeymoon. Sometimes she's mad at Jim, the husband. He's working full time now, so I don't see how he has time to get into her version of trouble. This angry day - it started at 10 AM - was directed at the children, mostly at the oldest. Once Marelen starts getting upset she escalates her anger over a period of time until the children just whimper or wail, and she carries on and on. By 10:30 PM John and I had just about "had it." I do not know whether or how to intervene, but having hours of relative peace punctuated with actual shouting is very disturbing. It is something I believe is just shy of abusive behavior (the girls are 4 and 5). Sierra, any ideas? This family needs help. The anger cannot be good for Kenny, who hears everything. The anger makes me edgy and sad all at the same time.
Well, it's quiet so far. Nurse comes in 10 minutes to at least create an audience I can check in with. Wish us luck.