Oh, it's been a hard day. There's some school issues going on with my daughter, and she's not talking to me or her dad. I hope tomorrow's a better day, but I don't think it will be. I'm not used to this behavior. I was one of those really easy kids and don't remember ever giving my parents any problems. I know it's harder being a kid today. It's harder being a parent too. She thinks I'm the enemy. This will pass. I just have to keep telling her I love her, and I know she knows that I do.
It wasn't a great day for holiday stories. The only good story I got was the different ways a husband and wife look at the holidays. I did the wife's hair early in the day. I asked her what they do for Christmas. She sighed and said how stressed out she is. She said everyone would be coming to her house. That she'd have to make a big meal, and how she hates to cook. That they'd have her husband's brother over, sigh, and go to his sister's for a party the next day, sigh. Not very happy. I saw the husband at the end of my day. He's very excited about Christmas. He said the larger the crowd, the happier he is. That their 7 grandchildren would be coming, and how excited he is about that. He told me all their ages. I just smiled and listened.
That's it for now. Hope I can sleep...
To Bedford
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60 degrees this morning with sun and clouds for my walk.
Started out walking up and down the main road in town
and some side streets.
Then around the ball p...
13 hours ago
2 comments:
Sounds like a blah day. I had one as well. There's always tomorrow. Have a better day, okay?
When you figure out how to handle teenagers, let me know. I'm collecting problem solving tips for teenage girls (for a few years down the road). Good luck.
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