Worst Part of the Day - Going through a day feeling like you are being constantly sucker punched is, dare I say, sucky. Hard to catch my breath at times regarding the fact we might not close on the house and might not stay in Charlotte. I felt like the day fuzzed in and out with a huge pit in my stomach. I almost googled "housing contract penalties" but then decided "if it comes to THAT, Mr. Erik is going to have to make the call." But I really must say that NO ONE should live with misery be it in a relationship, job, city ... whatever. So I have to be open to change in a major area (as I know he would change it up for me).
Best Part of the Day - Seems Erik just had a "bad weekend" (and in his defense it was a really, really bad weekend) and a bad, bad moment in time when defense and censors were down. We are going to close on the house and stay in Charlotte. We did talk it over and I wanted to make sure he was really, truly okay with it all (it can all still be undone as of now after all). My mind is still reacting to this news - but relief, clear and bright, invades my brain. Sigh. Peace. Maybe we really can get settled.
Preschool Comment - Quinn commented today that my shirt was pink. And then we were naming the colors of my other clothing choices. Then I said "and what color is mama's hair?" And he took his hand and gently placed it on my hair and said "grey!" Um ... that's platinum to you, kiddo. And maybe it is time for a colour.
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