Some days I just get tired. Tired of the same old thing repeating itself. Salinda finally called around 12:30 to let me know she was in a town 75 miles from here. I knew something was up. I predicted this all week. I could tell she was planning to sneak off.
So she is supposed to be home by 7:30 and I doubt she will be. I still haven't decided what to do. I'm tempted to ground her to her room for a few days -- not just because Deni suggested it in a comment, but because it was Salinda's idea herself. "I'd rather be grounded to my room than go to church."
But I understand the focusing on relationship thing that Process mentioned -- it's just that she wants nothing to do with me so I'm not sure how to proceed with that. I reach out to her as much as I can, but she shuts me down and shuts me out.
The second tier of stress to my day is Dominyk. He took pocket knives to church without me knowing it and pulled them out during Sunday school this morning. SO the teacher called me over for a special little conference and gave them to me. I told them he could have them back in a week.
He has obsessed about nothing else all day long and it is about to push me over the edge. I have heard him chant about it again and again and again. Crying screaming fits that last a long time. I'm not going to give in -- but it has caused me to have a very very long day.
By lunch time after the marathon ride home and begging for the nap, I was ready to run away and hide. But there is no vacation from being a parent, which is unfortunate because I could use one.
It doesn't help either that I have eaten my weight in food in the past three days. Ok, maybe that's an exaggeration, but I know I am facing weight gain tomorrow.
And I didn't sleep well.