I'm Still Alive.

I know.  I suck.  I haven't blogged in a month.

The truth is, I have something to write about,  something that has been gnawing at me, something I have been obsessing over, etc. -- but I can't write about it without sort of "airing dirty laundry" that isn't all mine to air.  It has to do with my great aunt's estate, and it has been occupying a huge chunk of my time since last Fall.  I'll just say that people are greedy.  And annoying.  And have a twisted view of what they "deserve."  I mean, if someone leaves you something -- ANYTHING -- in their will after they passed away, be grateful.  You didn't work for it, they did.  It is free.  Gratis. And not everyone has acted like an idiot, most of us have been thankful for what we have received.... But I can't talk about it in detail.  Sooooooo.... yeah.  Moving on.  Let's recap the last month....

There's been other stuff going on too.  Like school's out and my kids are all home and driving me crazy.  My husband had the idea that we tell them that if they keep their rooms clean that they could stay up until 9:30.  I hated to point out to him that it is Summer and I have never "made" them go to bed in the Summer.  Ever.  I mean, I appreciate that his work schedule is more conducive to parenting, but he's a little late to the bedtime game -- I've been flying solo in this whole dinner/bath/bedtime routine for more than 11 years.  And it is so very hard to get them all to bed 9 months out of the year, that during these three months that there is no school, we all sort of embrace our inner night owl.  It is not uncommon for my kids to be up at 11 or 12:00 at night during the Summer, because I'm up that late.  And because I want them to sleep late the next morning.

My husband is having surgery today.  He sees an ENT regularly because he needs tubes in his ears.  He walked into the Dr. here and the Dr. says "So, we're here to talk about your nose?"  And my husband said "Um....no.  I'm here about tubes in my ears.  What's wrong with my nose?"  Apparently, he has a horrible deviated septum.  So, this afternoon he's going to have that fixed.  I'm hoping that it helps with his snoring.  It'd be nice to sleep through the night when he's home. (So my kids are at my mom's for the night, so I am certain that they'll be in bed by 9:30).

I have also somehow injured my back.  I have a bulging disk.  It hurts, but the good thing is that I finally have an excuse for sitting around and doing nothing.  I am seeing a chiropractor 2-3 times a week, and I'd go everyday if I could because I always feel so much better after I leave.  He puts this electrode thing on my back and it feels like just little thumps, but it interrupts the pain receptors.  Unfortunately, it only lasts about an hour and then it starts hurting again.  He also uses ice which I HATE, but I can't deny that it makes it feel better. Before I went to see him, I was using heat which was the exact wrong thing to do.  I'm trying to do what he says, but I am sort of enjoying saying "Can you....because I can't do that with my back."

So now you are all caught up.  I do have some funny stories to share, and I will try to do that as I have time, but it is so very difficult to write with the minions running around saying "Mom, can you....?",  "Mom, can I....", "Mom, make him stop....", and "Mom, tell her to..." and my freelance stuff has to take priority.  Yep, I'm still doing freelance work, although the flow has slowed down.  It's actually a good thing that it has since the kids are home and it makes focussing on anything for more than 2 or 3 minutes difficult.   As I was working on that this weekend, I was having difficulty finishing an article because I was trying to read it out loud (something I do to make sure that it flows well and sounds natural) and I kept getting interrupted with questions like "Mom, who are you talking to?" and "Mom, I have no idea what you're talking about..."

Sigh.