Day 2

We have had visitors here since yesterday and I am pooped. Gizmo started calling for one of the dogs today. It is very cute! He says, “Bruuu…Bruuuu….” for Bruce. He had a much better day until 2100. He decided that would be a good time to scream and kick today. I disagree with his decision, as usual, but he could care less what I think. He is worn out from being the center of attention for two days. I would be a jerk too. It’s going to be a lot of long days with Daddy gone! He is terribly lost without him! I feel bad for Smarty. He seems to be left unattended a lot. He is wanting to be independent and not do stuff with “the group” he is with. I am letting him do his own thing as much as I can but I can’t help but want to hover over him. I can’t believe he will be in school next month. I am numb with all these big changes going on. It seems like our lives changed completely overnight. Luckily, the Zoloft gets me by. I guess the drinking doesn’t hurt either = ) I must go to sleep now. The turds get up with the church folk here. Not my choice in wake up times but it’s their world and I’m just living in it. Adios!