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I was sort of...kinda...wanting to work in Richard's garden area today, but the heat has kicked my butt already today. All I did was run the girls over to friends' houses and to Home Depot for yard waste bags.
*sighs* Yeah, I'm a bit of a wimp.
Jay's feeling out of sorts, which I'm picking up on. I wish I could help him more. I wish I could offer him a magic tonic (well, I could, but neither of us would like the results). So I try to keep the kids in hand, try to keep the house clean, figuring the fewer irritants he has here the better.
Unfortunately, I see myself doing what my mom did all the time I was growing up - trying so hard to appease my dad, so he wouldn't blow a gasket when he got home. I'm not sure if it's a good thing. I mean...
It's hard to explain. I owe it to him to do this - he's out working and I'm here all day. I just feel like I'm fighting a losing battle - the tighter I try to grip the kids' behavior, the worse it gets. *deep sigh* By the time it's all done, I'm tired and irritable, I'm not sure if I've done enough, and the kids are upset because I've been cracking the whip over them. No one's happy.
I do need to work more on getting Kenneth to clean up his stuff, though. The girls, by his age, were doing it automatically.
*sighs* Yeah, I'm a bit of a wimp.
Jay's feeling out of sorts, which I'm picking up on. I wish I could help him more. I wish I could offer him a magic tonic (well, I could, but neither of us would like the results). So I try to keep the kids in hand, try to keep the house clean, figuring the fewer irritants he has here the better.
Unfortunately, I see myself doing what my mom did all the time I was growing up - trying so hard to appease my dad, so he wouldn't blow a gasket when he got home. I'm not sure if it's a good thing. I mean...
It's hard to explain. I owe it to him to do this - he's out working and I'm here all day. I just feel like I'm fighting a losing battle - the tighter I try to grip the kids' behavior, the worse it gets. *deep sigh* By the time it's all done, I'm tired and irritable, I'm not sure if I've done enough, and the kids are upset because I've been cracking the whip over them. No one's happy.
I do need to work more on getting Kenneth to clean up his stuff, though. The girls, by his age, were doing it automatically.