Normally my posts come together easily with words and pictures. But this morning I have tried and tried to get my pictures to show up and stay up. I've tried to get my paragraphs spaced right, but they keep spreading for miles down the page. I am so frustrated.
It's been a hard week and I was hoping today would provide a bit of normal. Of easy.
Last week my husband was gone for three days,
the dog had chronic diarrhea,
my youngest broke his collarbone and will have to wear a sling for 10 weeks.
My brother-in-law had surgery on his head , and the recovery has had complications.
His wife is being his nurse in the absence of quality, vigilant, paid nursing care in the so-called critical care unit.
Their pastor hasn't been by to visit because his wife of 49 years died during a routine hip replacement surgery on Thursday.
My daughter took a babysitting job on Friday after 60 hours of her regular job (to make traveling money for her trip to Chicago) but it was the absolute worst experience in her ten years of babysitting. She said it was like being on an episode of Supernanny, what with all their rudeness, fighting, disrespect, and disobedience. She left in tears with far less money than she had expected (but not negotiated so she takes the blame and says "lesson learned"). She feels she wasted the whole weekend by watching the RKE (Rottenest Kids Ever). Good thing I didn't know how bad things were going till Saturday night, and good thing I didn't have the address.
If you think being 13 years old makes you unanswerable to authority, think again. I'll come over there and set you straight. Don't you EVEN mess with my daughter or you will have to tangle with me! Like I said, good thing...
The dog is better, but still not 100%.
Joel's collarbone is mostly an annoyance, not very painful. He is celebrating every new "achievement" (figuring out how to do what he needs to do with just one hand).
My husband is still exhausted. I asked him this morning before work for a passionate hug. He says he has no passion left. He travels again this Wednesday.
We have another doctor's appointment with an x-ray to view the healing process. If the bones shift, the doctor will manipulate them into place or schedule surgery. We are praying the upsidedown "V" of the bones that his first x-ray showed will still be in a "V" except straighter.
Sarah is back at school with her 30 first graders, exhausted as well, with a resolve to negotiate rates or give up babysitting from now on. After all, a 22-year-old with a decade's worth of experience, her own car , a college degree, and a full-time job does not need the extra work for a young teen's wages. If parents value her experience, let them pay, I tell her. Don't sell yourself short.
Overall, my blogging woes are nothing. I will eventually get those wedding pictures posted. I can hardly wait!!!