Living the dream...one day at a time

[wishing, hoping]

Another day at the soccer tournament. Last night S's team lost in the last 30 seconds when they opposing team kicked a goal. Our team had no time to recover. The boys played hard and it was disappointing loss. But they won today so that makes up for it a bit.

J is trying to pull me in the middle again. He's angry at S's coach. Now this team is under new management and I am not really happy with some of the changes, but J just called me while I was in the grocery store and just went off the deep end about the situation with S's soccer. He said if things don't get better he's going to tell the coach off and yadda yadda. I know I shouldn't have answered the phone, but I thought maybe S needed a ride or was caught in the rain or something since S was at the soccer field with his friends. I should have known. Yeesh.

I guess I should be happy that his anger is no longer directed at me. I just listened and tried to validate and I explained that maybe he was misunderstanding something and not to get really upset until he had all the facts. I know, like talking to a brick wall. I just hope he doesn't tick off the coach and then S won't get to play at all.

It is going to be a long 11 years until D turns 18. Then the kids will be of age and I wont have to listen to this political crap from J.

WH