We Could Use It

With a little luck, we’re on the final week of schoolwork needed for my son to put second grade behind him.

So wish us luck.

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And That’s No Joke

Happy “Don’t Trust Anybody Or Anything” Day!

(So far I’ve been given an empty glass instead a glass of water, been told there was going to be construction outside our house all day today, and I sat on a squeaky toy.  This all happened before 9 A.M., so this may be a long day for me.)

And Things Are Pushing Back

Remember when I said the other day that we’re trying to catch up on schoolwork here?

Today we’re on our final push before the weekend.

So We Tried Another Family “Vacation” Last Week

It . . . wasn’t terrible.

The drive up was pleasant enough (Good job, son!), but not long after we arrived we hit a rocky patch with rocks the size of elephants, and our fun outlook started to look dire.

But then my son managed to pull out of his behavioral nosedive and did really well for the rest of the week.  He still got frustrated at points (we all did), but aside from that initial incident, not once did he let his frustration become an uncontrollable storm of griping and outrage.  Great job, kiddo.  I’m proud of you.

Because That’s What It Feels Like I’m Feeling Right Now

A month and a half past when it was supposed to be done, and still technically a bit more paperwork and the like to do before I can officially put all this behind me, but the work on the house is for all intents and purposes DONE!

Is there such a thing as post-traumatic home reconstruction disorder?

Something Suggested To Me By Lala

Now that Stan Lee is no longer available, I’d like to think that he would like it if Ryan Reynolds took over the role of the cameo king of superhero movies.

And If You’ve Only Just Now Gotten That Song Out Of Your Head, You’re Welcome

This is the work that never ends; yes, it goes on and on my friends . . .

So I’m Not Dwelling On It

As I said on Monday, the construction/remodeling work here isn’t quite done yet, but it’s close enough to being done that if I dwell on it, it’s maddening that it’s not done yet.

Not Even If It Gave Me Its Business Card

And while some tweaks remain at this time before the construction here is completely done, I realized this morning that I’ll be returning to a normal schedule soon.

Then I realized I wouldn’t recognize what a normal schedule looked like if it walked up to me, shook my hand, and introduced itself with “Hi, I’m a normal schedule.”

How Things Are Here

Obviously things are better here than many places in the United States right now, but with that said . . . things aren’t good here.  Yes, the construction work is almost done, but nerves are shot (Homeschooling and home reconstruction . . . not a good combination!), and it feels like my nerves are especially shot.  So much so that I know a couple of people are actively worried about me.

For the record, I’m pretty sure I’m fine (or will be, at least), but if you catch my meaning here, I’m not not worried about me either, so I’m doing my best to reinforce the various aspects of my health (physical, mental, and emotional).  I will make it through this.

Gracelessly, I suspect, but I’ll make it.