I am so far behind that at this point I really don't even care. I guess I am glad that I don't have any little ones that will be disappointed.
H is out plowing, and was pouting this morning that he had to go do it. I know that he really doesn't want to go to my family Christmas anyway, so you think that he could have the grace to accept the fact that this excuse (work) has been provided to him.
One good thing happened yesterday. He was sitting in his recliner and I went over and put my head in his lap. He was stroking my hair, and said that he really appreciated the fact that I was not throwing the A in his face every day now, that he knew I was keeping it all inside and he knew that it was eating at me, that it was probably easier for me to let it out, but that he thought it was a good thing for our M, that we weren't all the time fighting about it any more. He thanked me. Said that this strength on my part was really helping us.
I know that it's a big thing that he noticed, and a bigger thing that he vocalized it. I'm thankful for that. Now, if I can just keep all that I am internalizing from eating out my insides all will be good!
Most of us are about as happy as we make up our minds to be.
