Even an exhausting trip to the Y this morning didn't energize me like usual. I had a horrible night's sleep last night and I have a long day ahead with way more to do than I am interested in doing. But enough of that.
Dominyk is really in the midst of puberty which, combined with OCD and ADHD is interesting to say the least. It's very interesting to hear a conversation like this: I can't put my belt on. Moooom. Mooooom. You have to help me. Cry cry, whine whine, sob sob. And then, a few minutes later, he recovers, walks by the mirror, and then says, "oh wow. I need to shave again." Ugh.
I'm trying to get people to do what they are supposed to around here, but it isn't exactly easy. There doesn't seem to be any motivation to do something simply because it's the right thing to do..... there have to be some external pressures. And I am the external pressure.