*big squishies!!*
For my online brothers, sisters, mothers, strange aunties, and weird uncles!
Dave's good... if you consider working 16hr days, getting 2-3hrs sleep, getting fiscally violated every week, being over-stressed, over-tired,
over-everything... to be "good". But things are progressing, slowly but surely. We're guessing he'll be here in August... or September... if he
manages to survive til then. (hyperbole)
He's just so tired all the time, and his job at the moment is being behind the wheel, surrounded by crazy LA drivers, while over-tired and stressed,
and it's so worrying for me, being all the way over here, and I keep worrying if something happens to him, if he got into an accident, I'll never
know. It just hurts me so much knowing that he's going through such hardship and pressure and I can't do anything to help or really comfort him or ~be
there~.
*sighs*
And I've been going through things with my son... he's 4yrs old, and he's the sweetest little thing. And so smart. And friendly. And is supposed to
start school next year. But he has leeway of one year so doesn't -have- to start next year. And the way he is at the moment, there's no way he's
starting school next year. He's intelligent, he can read and knows his ABC's and numbers and has been doing rudimentary math all by himself, but he
doesn't do well in social situations. He's VERY painfully shy and seems to suffer from anxiety. He's fine out and about and at home, Dave can vouch
for that! But at daycare and thus in a school environment he just shuts down.
Sooo, he'll likely be starting the year he turns 6 instead of the year he turns 5.
And then there's me, and my self-imposed isolation. I literally have no one to talk to. I have Dave, and I have my 4yr old. And then the only people I
talk to are random strangers in the streets, saying hello or good morning as I pass them by, checkout people at the shops, and my son's daycare
teachers.
So, I'm really really really lonely.
And I just want the "rest of my life" to begin. I feel stagnant at the moment. Just waiting...
And that's my giant wall of novel.
And here's a picture of my son that I took a couple of days ago.
And now... I really need to go to the mall. I am DESPERATELY craving some Pringles.
(Disappointing ye of Doughnuts and Cookies
)
I apologise for my giant novel and swiftly depart! On the quest! For! PRINGLES!
*zoooooooooooooooooooooooms!!!!!!*