Today I got out of bed, put on clean clothes, washed and combed my hair and washed my face all before I took the kids (well two of them at least) to school. I ran errands and got some shopping done and made it to the pharmacy before I picked them up from school. All in all, not a bad day. Now if I could cook supper and get the dishes done and kids bathed and in bed, then my day would be almost like normal. I know I am not cooking again tonight, I went to Costco today and bought TONS of noodle cups, and tons of canned pasta-like products, you know the heat and eat kind, the kind my 6 yr old can cook for himself. I know, I’m bad. I also know that dishes won’t get done, I’m really focusing on getting at least Sam in the shower. I think he might, maybe go to school tomorrow. He has refused to go back to school until his daddy comes back. Poor kid. Hopefully though tomorrow will be the day. I did buy two more books for my death, mourning, grieving liberary. I’m starting to have a lovely collection of depressing books. “just what I’ve always wanted” NOT. Anyways…..
I miss Jeff all the time. More and More everyday. 8(
Jeff cut down this tree in our yard about 3 weeks before he died, He was so proud of himself and his chain saw skills he decided to show off. I remembered this yesterday, I went outside and just cried and cried. I love you too Jeffy!