Hi-ho and hello.
Today is Monday and for the life of me it doesn’t feel like Monday. Woke up with a list of plants, misses ended up staying home and us having to take her over the doctor make sure things are okay. I do hope things are okay, there’s a dizziness though with what she’s doing with that I wish I could snap my fingers and just help rectify.
Segway sorry, but about Mondays and about how you today started even now while writing this it doesn’t and hasn’t felt like a Monday. And Mondays are my least favorite of days in the week, I’m pretty sure all of us tend to hate Mondays too just because we all know we got to get back to the grind. Sadly there is no grind for me except for you know my typical house duties and parent duties.
I’m tired. Not tired in the sense I didn’t get enough sleep, or I have too much to do, nah it’s an MS thing. And I’m trying to be a good husband to the Mrs and not bring any issues I’m dealing with to the table. I feel that the focus needs to be turned to her make sure all is well and that she is taken care of.
However one thing I can’t help, and this is true, sugars and heavy saturated foods like Taco Bell with, try a Baja blast, knocks me the f*** out. And when I say knock out I mean put me in a stupor and just poor fatigue all over my entirety. Depending on the choices of diet in a day especially if I’m not thinking wisely about what’s in the drink, if the sugar is at a volume that my body’s not going to appreciate, my body’s going to put me in the f*** to sleep immediately.
So from start to end of day I began with thinking that I’d be getting both wife and child ready for work and school, so then making some calls to counselor, doctor, and lawyer, well also tithing up house cleaning kitchen sweeping and putting all of the items in the closet organizer that I should have done over the finishing of it last week however I stupidly thought I was to make it and leave it as is so the misses can put it how she wanted it.
Luck to that thinking brought my son shoving his giant foot into the bottom panels that were immediately obliterated by his weight, side note they are thin canvas pieces that if not ripped hold well.
I was in the case we were with the doctor for a chunk of time I have been making sure my wife is good, we did order some barbecue which overall was pretty good. However have ever bought a piece of chicken that you could swear is synthetic, or I don’t know made out of some other type of carbon item that isn’t meat? That was in this meal there was brisket, pulled pork, chicken, three meat choices, some sides, voila. And somehow this barbecue place manages to make chicken come off as fake.
Even the missus and I talked about it and how it was expected that it would be a a piece of chicken like breasts or maybe a fat thigh, grilled, char marks on it and and sizzling. This was more like a Tyson piece of chicken that you buy when in a rush and when no intention of good flavor is in plan.
Anyhow, overall the day was okay, I’m hoping Tuesday, tomorrow, that I’ll be able to not only converse with the doctor, not only converse with lawyers, but at least get things flowing in a direction where I know I’m not grinding my face against the pavement.
I stated in previous posts I am aiming on being as good of a person as I can be, as decent of a person and as kind of a man for my son and my wife on a daily and everyday forward. Sometimes, things are misunderstood, things are misrepresented, things are overwhelmingly thought otherwise.
C’est la vie
Good night and good morning, good morning and good night my readers.
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