You're right, the down in the dumps doesn't last as long and I guess that is a small sign of growth on our part. It still sucks so bad to have to go throught them at all. Oh, well. Life ain't easy.
All in all, a good weekend. I took the kids fishing, bike riding on a nature trail and had a picnic. All without W. She had v'ball tournament and set up for the dance Sat. Sun., she ran around, going to school to take leftover food and other things while the kids and I fished and played. We got home and cleaned up the yard, picked up sticks and cut grass. Kids wanted to make a fire and roast hot dogs so that's what we did for supper. W got home @ 6:00 and joined us. Was in a decent mood, but no affection at all. Better than the silent treatment.
I continue to draw strength from our wonderful children. Seeing them do the simple things we do out in the country-they get so excited when they catch a fish or have a simple picnic. I wish W would take time to enjoy it with us.
