Like everywhere else in the US, COVID-19 cases are increasing drastically, and death rates have taken a northern turn as well. YSS's school is planning to open in three weeks with either an in-person or distance learning option.
Welcome back everyone. Take a seat next to the cozy fireplace. Grab a glass of wine, some popcorn, and a marshmallow to toast. Today we're going to cover good versus right partners.
When we think about the "perfect" partner, we tend to be very vague in our descriptions. We want them attractive, smart, driven, employed, good in bed, etc. We scour the earth looking for our lobster to join claws with, and when we find one - OH, it's MAGICAL!
Sorry, blog hog.
When OSS goes off to college, we're converting his room to an office. I'm not going back to work in my office anytime soon, and DH will likely be doing 50/50 between office and WFH this fall (maybe).
It has been a minute since I have given much of an update, mostly because much hasn't happened since OSS's graduation. But a few things to note:
1.) BM (aka, Eternal Teenager) got a full-time job. Bets on how long that will last? She has already complained about how EXHAUSTED she is.
Backstory: DH had a close friend we'll call A a few years ago. Out of the blue, A stopped hanging out with DH. When asked why, A would never give him or I a straight answer.
This is going to be a rambling:
My sister is 26 years old. She got the raw end of the parenting deal in regards to our childhoods. Her life has been harder than mine. I totally understand that.
Ahhh, yes. That word rears its ugly head again.
Before I go into that story, a quick recap of my weekend.
I'm chilling on my couch last night, watching some television, finishing up my breakfast-for-dinner when there is a loud knock at my door. Odd. I'm not expecting visitors. In a pandemic? Why, it's simply not advisable!
So after I stop clutching my pearls and fanning the vapors from my face, I open the door and see BM and the boys with their two week bags.
Y'all, lend me your strength and positive energy because tomorrow is going to be a test of my wits and patience.
OSS graduates from high school.
They're doing a drive-thru ceremony.
It's only one car per family.
I'm sure you can add up the variables and come to the solution, but in case word problems weren't your strong suit (no worries, not mine, either), I will be sharing a vehicle with BM and her DH for a few hours.
And I can't pregame because I'm likely going to be driving so DH can watch and take pictures (my choice).
He's home and doing well. Will do some rehab at home, but otherwise should be okay.
That's all I got. I'm so freaking relieved!
This is step-related, but more of me as a SD than a SM. This post may get deleted if I think I share too much.
My SF did have a stroke. He's still in the hospital, but doing well. He has some milestones he has to meet before he gets released, but it'll take a few days. He should be able to rehab at home. All good news.
Bad news: This has brought C**tucky, my SSis, out of the woodwork. Read my previous blogs about her to understand the nickname. You'll find one from around Thanksgiving 2018 to be particularly relevant because, drumroll please...