Since K and I are no longer trying to conceive, I think it is time to put this blog to rest. Not like was that great at updating. I apologize to the few readers I do have. I appreciate every single one of you. Thanks for sharing this journey with me.
I have started a new blog. You can follow my life there at Cobbled Together.
Well, we are done with one kid. Time for him to hit the road.
Just kidding. Frick graduated two weeks ago. It was just weird. He was only twelve when K and I started dating and now he’s done with high school. I will post a better post with pics later.
So now the family is leaving for Minnesota tomorrow without me. I should have taken off work. I didn’t though. We’ve been a bit short financially lately and need the income more. I made plans for the weekend but I wish I was going.
And just to add to all the randomness of this post, I have athlete’s foot. Our younger boy Frack had a bad case that we didn’t know about and he’s been rubbing his nasty bare feet all over my chair. The chair that I put my bare feet on. I feel nasty and disgusting because what kind of woman let’s this happen. I’m a clean person. This just further proves my point that teenage boys are nasty.
Have a great weekend.
I haven’t been posting because I haven’t had the motivation to. Depression sucks. I lost my main client so only work 2 hours a week right now. Apparently, I am the type of person who is fulfilled when I go to work.
I am trying to get out of this slump. It is hard because K is usually the one to help pull me out of this. Since he was put on third shift, he has been pretty depressed too. Do you know how horrible it is to have two depressed people in one couple? For one thing, our house is a cluttered mess right now. Neither one of us wants to clean. We just do enough so that our house isn’t dirty. The clutter is starting to drive me crazy.
I now have some motivation to get things taken care of. Satan’s handmaiden, a.k.a. my mother-in-law, is coming up for Frick’s high school graduation this Friday. I hate when she comes to visit. It puts so much stress on our marriage that we fight so bad someone mentions divorce. Any other time, our marriage is pretty good. The occasional fight that is resolved within a day is about the worst that it gets.
I’m just ready for this month to be over with. I need something to look forward to.