Surprised and Delighted Yet Sad
Saturday, August 08, 2015
Nothing is worse than looking at the last time I blogged and not really regretting it.
It has nothing to do with any of you.
Things happened and I was overwhelmed. Not by just a little bit either.
Husband was hurt and now he is back at work after a second surgery on his wrist. We figured out that he missed about six months of work.
I got one house taped. Not happy with the guy that was working with me. Praising me for filling in nails on the wall with mud. Really? I can do way more than that! (I did). He basically thought that a woman couldn't do that kind of work and found out that a woman can.
Son had surgery as well. He's doing good. Got a job and is working towards one of his goals in life.
DD1...DD1...Graduated high school.
She passed everything. She was not accepted in a university close to home.
Gosh, here's the kicker.
She's been accepted in another province. I'm so excited for her, yet, so sad and melancholy that she's leaving in a matter of weeks. I know as a parent, you raise children to grow and go on their own. She's going. I'm just sad because we have the same kind of quirky humour. She gets just about everything I say. I don't have to explain myself.
She'll do great. I'm going with her for a couple of days. Teach her about the public transit system, make sure she's in a comfortable spot, load up her cupboards with food. You know. Parent stuff. Then I will leave my DD1 behind for her to flourish in her new surroundings and learn and see and be.
As for my DD3, she's going to miss DD1. Heck, we're all going to miss her so much. DD3 is starting grade 11 in a few weeks. Unfortunately she will be going to high school by herself. She will no longer be walking with her brother and sisters. I know she'll be fine and will adapt to the changes, but she will feel a little empty.
DD4 is going to be homeschooled again. She is tired of the kids in her class. They have been giving her a rough time and she doesn't want to go back. So I must get her set up for that again. Her foot is still bothering her and she was finally referred to a specialist. I have also taken her to a different physiotherapist who knows what muscle she must strengthen after the MRI and bone scan. It doesn't take much for her foot to flare up and swell and hurt. She was weed whacking for an afternoon for my Mom and by the end of the day, she couldn't put any weight on her foot.
As for me.
I gained weight.
I have a long road ahead of me. I know that. I hate it. I have been so angry at myself. I know what I am doing wrong, yet it is so hard for me to get my gumption up.
So, here goes. Another try.
I really hope you guys are doing fine. I will catch up on your blogs another time. I have so much to do with DD1 as she prepares to leave. Dentist appointments. Getting her a cellphone (gasp! she never had one before). Student loan and such. It was a short notice that she was accepted. I told her to try even after the deadline...couldn't hurt....they took her! I'm taking her on a plane for the first time too! So much happening in the next few weeks.
Hugs to all of you!