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The flu, the chaos, and the crazies.

Lately it’s been hard to focus on things around here.
I’ve been running around like a chicken with my head cut off trying to keep myself busy. Piling work upon work onto myself and trying to stay motivated enough to keep on top of it.

I am apartment searching since I’m going to be here a little more long term than I had planned.
I am commercial property searching and trying to find the perfect place to house my storefront development and
I am soul searching, trying to find a little bit of myself that I seem to have lost in the last few months.

Today I should find out if I get the funding for the storefront but, to be honest, it doesn’t matter anymore. With all that is/has been going on I need a new project to throw myself into and I’ve decided that this is it.
It isn’t mindless and it isn’t pointless – if the business budget has to be a little bit tighter for a little while for the greater good, then so be it.

It doesn’t help that I’ve been sick every single day since the little dude left. I have no voice but so much to say.
I can barely breathe let alone motivate myself to do something other than sit in front of the computer and work and let’s be honest, if I couldn’t move my work to the laptop and sit in bed for a little bit throughout the day I doubt I’d even get that much done.
All I’ve been able to eat is soup – even the thought of anything else makes me want to vomit. It’s very reminiscent of when I was pregnant with the little dude and lived on chicken noodle soup, toast with jam and mcdonalds cheeseburgers (the small plain ones, anything else just didn’t work for me.)

Plus, I’ve been guilt-ridden for the last 2 days.
I’m starting to think I’m losing my mind, really.
Grandma Z called to let me know that The Dad would be bringing the little dude home on Saturday morning instead of Monday afternoon.
My first thought: “you son of a bitch.”
Does that make me crazy?
Or maybe it’s a reflection of how stressed I’ve been feeling lately.
I don’t know.

And don’t get me wrong, it isn’t because I don’t want the little dude to come home early. I miss him like you wouldn’t believe – it’s been tough going to bed knowing he isn’t in his.
It’s because my immediate thought was that he is skirting his responsibilities again.
Without even thinking about it I told her that it was fine if he brought him home but my parents will be out of town for their anniversary (which they will be) and I will be away until Sunday night (which I won’t be) so he could bring him home Saturday morning but he would have to stay here until Sunday night.

Of course he immediately figured out that he could probably keep his commitment to his child. Of course.

I want my son to come home. I didn’t even want him to leave. So don’t get me wrong and assume that I don’t want him here – what I want is for The Dad to step up and be a man. Make a commitment to spend time with your child and keep it. Don’t pick him up 2 1/2 days late and bring him home 2 1/2 days early. That’s bullshit.

I have no patience for this today. Or any day lately.
I honestly feel like he’s making me lose my mind.
For realsies.

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5 thoughts on “The flu, the chaos, and the crazies.

  1. *Big hugs*

    It sounds like you’re going through a lot. I hope it helps to write things out. I don’t think anyone here thinks you’re crazy. I hope things start to look up for you.

  2. I don’t think that it’s wrong to want The Dad to “man up” when it comes to his kid. However, I do think that you run the risk of driving yourself crazy if you try to force him to be something/someone that he isn’t. Acceptance sometimes goes a long way in terms of sanity…

    • I figured this will be the last time that I force him to so what he says he’s going to do. After everything we’ve gone through I just don’t have the energy to do it anymore.
      Part of the reason that I did this weekend was that The Dad’s parents haven’t seen the little dude yet since he picked him up late last weekend and they didn’t have time to see him until today. I thought it was really unfair of The Dad to take that away from them when, in reality, they’ll be spending the weekend watching him and taking care of him.

      But, like I said, I just don’t have the energy to do this anymore and if it comes down to it I will just arrange visits with Grandma Z since he doesn’t seem interested in them himself.
      If he asks to see his son, he will be able to of course, but I’m not going to argue with him about it anymore. One day he will regret his decisions but it’s not my responsibility to change them.

  3. You sound like you’re exhausted. I do understand how you’re feeling. Sometimes you need that time alone…and you want them to be with their dad if he’ll pay attention and love them. I understand wanting that for them. But you shouldn’t try to force it. Keep in touch with grandparents, etc., and let him come to you. His child will realize it and it will bite him in the ass. Of that I’m 100% sure. Sounds like it couldn’t happen to a more deserving person either. Sorry 😦 REST!!

  4. sounds like you’ve had a tough week and being sick certainly doesn’t help. hope you’re starting to feel better and hope your heart is happier now that the little dude is home.

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