Ok pity party is over
Ok I'm done being mad at myself
I went to bed last night with Joel and didn't wake up until his alarm went off.
Got him sent off to work and noticed our oldest boy was up. So I gave him a quick man shower as they are calling it now, helped him get dressed. I gave him breakfast then I went on to innocently murder Donkey Kong multiple times and his little donkey friend that rides on his back and that little girl donkey too. You think I would be getting better at these games but I'm not I think I'm getting worse.
This week should be interesting the boys start Cub Scouts tonight Joel and I are taking them but I most likely will not be signing up to volunteer because I don't think I'd be a good fit. I would like to do it but I just can't control my tics and outburst enough I don't think.
Tuesday Joel I have our support group and we have decided that we're going to go out to dinner and go have a cigar at the lounge afterwards and make a little date night of it. We're going to try and make this a weekly thing.
Wednesday morning our oldest boy will have physical therapy. And of course I will have my regular therapy. And Joel is going to the doctor for a physical. I finally broke them down and talked him into doing it he hasn't had one in years.
Thursday we go see my sleep doctor and they're going to talk about the results for my blood work and try to see if there's anything that hasn't been tried yet to help me sleep better. I'm not getting my hopes up
Friday I have therapy. And Friday night it's going to be tiny tornadoes tonight to pick a thing for us to do with just him. He wants to have dinner and there is some indoor skydiving place that he really wants to go to I have to find out if he's old enough and big enough to do it. I don't want to do it I'm scared but it's his choice so we'll give it a shot but he is prepared to come up with a plan B if he's too tiny to do it.
The weekend will consist of chilling, watching baseball, banana ball and football so it's going to be a good week.
So again forgive me for yesterday for my pity party I was having I was pretty upset about with the mistake I made.
I went to bed last night with Joel and didn't wake up until his alarm went off.
Got him sent off to work and noticed our oldest boy was up. So I gave him a quick man shower as they are calling it now, helped him get dressed. I gave him breakfast then I went on to innocently murder Donkey Kong multiple times and his little donkey friend that rides on his back and that little girl donkey too. You think I would be getting better at these games but I'm not I think I'm getting worse.
This week should be interesting the boys start Cub Scouts tonight Joel and I are taking them but I most likely will not be signing up to volunteer because I don't think I'd be a good fit. I would like to do it but I just can't control my tics and outburst enough I don't think.
Tuesday Joel I have our support group and we have decided that we're going to go out to dinner and go have a cigar at the lounge afterwards and make a little date night of it. We're going to try and make this a weekly thing.
Wednesday morning our oldest boy will have physical therapy. And of course I will have my regular therapy. And Joel is going to the doctor for a physical. I finally broke them down and talked him into doing it he hasn't had one in years.
Thursday we go see my sleep doctor and they're going to talk about the results for my blood work and try to see if there's anything that hasn't been tried yet to help me sleep better. I'm not getting my hopes up
Friday I have therapy. And Friday night it's going to be tiny tornadoes tonight to pick a thing for us to do with just him. He wants to have dinner and there is some indoor skydiving place that he really wants to go to I have to find out if he's old enough and big enough to do it. I don't want to do it I'm scared but it's his choice so we'll give it a shot but he is prepared to come up with a plan B if he's too tiny to do it.
The weekend will consist of chilling, watching baseball, banana ball and football so it's going to be a good week.
So again forgive me for yesterday for my pity party I was having I was pretty upset about with the mistake I made.
