Another weekend past. The kids' dad stood them up for their Saturday visit. Calling at the last minute to say he was sick. Please. After 17 years it amazes me he would even try that excuse again. I started to get angry and then realized it wasn't worth the emotional effort. It would change nothing and only wears me out. Strong emotions are so very draining. The weather is wierd again. Rain on again, off again. Very tired of that. My daughter and I went for our weekly trip to the library today while my son was at camp. She loves books, a great thing I think. She reads them, but doesn't really follow the story due to her comprehension issues, but she love that she can read them and makes up her own stories while looking at the pictures. It makes her happy, so I am glad for that. I am an avid reader. Nothing real high brow, but I love being whisked away by a good story. Just finished Steven King's newest collection of short stories. Excellent, gripping stories. You are horrified but cannot stop reading. Full Dark, No Stars is made up of horrible things that happen to good people. Definitely good reading. The ability to get sucked into a great story plus my own stories I am always working on are the two things that keep me sane, I think. The constant worries and pressures of my life would completely do me in if I couldn't take a mental break. I won't even get started on what the constant humidity is doing to my hair. Sigh.
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