Little petty victories
Skid is currently Student Of The Month. She’s consistently an honor roll student, we’re already aware of this, but apparently it was newsworthy enough to consume an entire evening of group texting about it.
DH and I put the littles to bed last night (they go to bed early - like 7:00/7:30) then sat down to watch Seth Meyer’s stand-up on Netflix. DH’s phone starts going off nonstop with a group text between him, skid, and both of his parents. DH says it’s about skid’s Student Of The Month.
It’s never enough for just DH and skid to communicate. Nah, DH’s enmeshed, gatekeeper parents always have to include themselves, by creating a group text love fest, outside of their own already frequent communication with skid.
Thankfully, a friend of mine that I loaned a standing heater unit to randomly called last night to let me know they were available to drop it off - and when was a good time.
Now. Now would be great, I told my friend.
If DH was willing to get sucked into group text overkill, I was willing to have a friend over for some conversation and wine in our kitchen (and heater return, or course). Shrug.