I'd like this to be a happy place, but fate (a.k.a. the big random event generator) is making it difficult again.
Just when I'm thinking I'm an idiot for staying up so late when I'm so tired, fate tells me at 11:30pm exactly why I stayed up - I get a phone call. Late night drama.
Seems my sons cleaned their mom's driveway off, threw their coats in the dryer at her request and went to bed. Of course, my youngest son has a tradition of collecting stuff and leaving it in his pockets. So the phone call starts with a brief riff on how he should be woken up and made to clean the crayons out of the dryer, which is apparently completely destroyed. "The new dryer is ruined!" ...Must have been those explosive Crayolas I've heard so much about. Do I know how to clean it out? Of course, I know everything. So much that my ex would call me just to ask. "Ok," I say, "give me a second." Since I don't actually know anything, I google up some answers... "WD40 is the solution," I say. "That will catch fire in the dryer," she says. Makes sense to me, but who am I to argue with the Google gods? "Do you have some? Bring it over", she says. Now, I'm tired. Faithful readers, you know why. My fault it may be, but the state is what it is. So I protest semi-rudely, and I tell her to come here and get it. She hangs up. Calls me back and tears a strip off me. Words are exchanged, she hangs up again right in the middle of me repeating that she can use my dryer, tonight if she wants, I'm only 5 minu...(click).
(sigh) I take all of my phones off the hook as I do not want to be woken up in the morning or throughout the night.
I am hopeful for the kids, hopeful they aren't being dragged from their beds at this instant. I go back to more googling and find that the WD40 is for clothes and stains, but regular cleaners should be used for the dryer itself. Since her cell phone is inoperable (off), I e-mail this information to her even though she claims she never reads her e-mails. Which is a whole 'nother essay I need to write some day.
So here I sit, a bit frustrated, worried for my boys, once again given proof that no matter how much I think "m" has matured, or that without me around she'll be happier, contented person, she can still completely lose it in a "crisis".
Time to get some sleep, somehow. Somehow.
You probably never expect anyone would read your blog, but I did. I like it because it's different and refreshing. Most of the bloggers think their blog is the best in the world, and they would write down every little thing in their lives because they believe everybody in the world is so desperate to know about it. Yours is a little bit different.
ReplyDeleteI like your title, something like... " just like the other 8 million people..." It made me realize, wow... I am just one of the 8 million people who writes down stupid stuff...
My blog may be stupid, but yours is good. Maybe your blog is not as fancy as others, but it's REAL. I think that's the most imporatnt element in a blog.
Anyways, I like your first post. Yeah, we all had a horrible year, but a new start is just ahead. Just like you said, a change may not be easy, but as long as we set our minds straight, we can make the change. Wish you the best!