That moment when it makes perfect sense to throw a counterful of dirty dishes into the kitchen trash. No, but it seriously did. It's not that I am completely unhinged. Sometimes, when plain English fails, when polite appeals and gentle reminders and stern warnings also fail, it's the only thing left to do to get... Continue Reading →
Honesty To Drown In
Today is the first chance I've had to think for days. Last week we hit the ground running with our counseling appointment Wednesday and I haven't had a moment to process since. It was good. I remember that. Enough good was done that some pressure lifted, because the next two blogs I wrote were not... Continue Reading →
I Have 99 Problems…
...and I'm pretty sure that 75% of them are dishes that no one will admit to dirtying. We have instituted a new system in the kitchen. (And by "we" I mean my oldest daughter, who came up with this idea and is convinced it is the Answer To All Things Dish Related, and made such... Continue Reading →
That moment when you realize that you can't actually blame ALL your problems on your husband's ADD. Which means you have to own them. Oh. We got a lot of work to do, Scooby....
My husband is devastated. He has been wandering in a daze since Wednesday. Something finally clicked, and he finally got that there's a big, BIG problem between us. Which, you know, is great, because it's progress, and when you admit there's a problem you can move forward. But it's heart-wrenching to watch him go through... Continue Reading →
A Bic Flick of Hope
I'm sitting in this week's counseling session, holding on to the thought I came in with, that this is completely hopeless and the most we can hope for is to relieve some pressure with some behavior modification. I keep my eyes fixed on the glass fish, and it stares back, mocking me. Someone moved it... Continue Reading →
It’s Tuesday – Surely I Deserve Ice Cream
Today is Tuesday, so according to my emotional schedule, I'm too busy to worry. In fact, Tuesday is kind of like my Friday, because I have no classes Wednesday and Thursday. So Tuesdays are pretty dang good. Today was no exception. I mean, I really ENJOY my high school students Tuesday mornings. It's nice to... Continue Reading →
Wait… was I laughing or crying today?
I'm in kind of a strange limbo these days, caught between the horrendous pain of past events, which have wounded me into the shut-down person I am today, and the events of today, which are not so bad, since my husband has learned better behavior and our relationship is, on the surface, much better as... Continue Reading →
Rant Number Four
Yesterday I made a reference in my post to "that blasted glass fish," and then today realized I never posted the post I was referring to. So against my better judgment, since at some point I decided not to publish this, I'm going to publish it anyway. ********** 4 Weeks Ago *********** I called my... Continue Reading →
I saw our counselor by myself this week. I walked away from that appointment floating on air. For the first time ever, I feel like a therapist understands exactly what I'm dealing with. She sees it. She sees through the well-polished exterior my husband presents. She's not fooled a bit. This means, of course, that... Continue Reading →