Do you remember this book? Drew loved it when he was in kindergarten. We read it all the time. Almost as much as we had read Tumble Bumble when he was a toddler. But Alexander and his little pity party have been running through my head all week, as at each turn something else seems to happen which makes me feel like going back to bed and pulling the covers over my head. That or drinking heavily. Which I never seem to have time for, now that I'm old and I require more time to recuperate.
Binge drinking options aside, mostly I just run a hot bath and snuggle up in my bed. Right now I'm snuggled up in bed with the dog at my feet and my nine year old snoring next to me, noticing how badly he needs a haircut. Oh well.
But this week. THIS WEEK. People, it is sort of ridiculous what friends and family have been going through. Here's a short list:
- a friend had a stroke, and remains hospitalized, in a coma. She is a wonderful dear sweet thing and we are all devastated for her.
- a child had a seizure at school, at dismissal time, in front of all the other kids. He is fine now, but it was terrifying.
- A friend said goodnight one last time to her dog and lost her wedding ring within the last week.
- My poor dad got a trojan on his computer so nasty it ate everything on his hard drive. I could do nothing to clean it except try and save the backup drive, but he's lost all his emails going back probably a year. I tried for an hour and couldn't get around it, leaving me feeling impotent in my IT skills.
- This morning I backed out of the garage a little to close to the side, and tore the side mirror off the passenger side of the car. The new car, that just this week we've had for one year.
There's more, but it's much more personal and health related regarding people I've promised not to discuss here. But it's scary and we're helpless and it just pushes us closer to "Really? How much more can we take" territory. I try not to ask that question aloud, as I fear the response is more suckage.
But tomorrow is Friday. The weekend should be nice, and Monday is a holiday, no school. A little extra time to recuperate and take some deep breaths, maybe peek out from under the covers. Hopefully we can all emerge Monday from our pity party and start anew.