The first thing that comes to my mind as I sit down to write is: it’s hot. I hear talk around me of teachers and kids getting ready for school, and aren’t Christmas trees out in some of the stores? but here summer has just hit its stride.
Also, our air conditioner is broken again. It seems to be something pretty major this time so we have gotten three different opinions, and now I think we must bite the bullet. I’ll be honest, I have shed some tears over this as it is a heavy financial burden and that’s something I’m anxious about anyway. But all we can do is all we can do and we will just try our best to make progress and make good decisions in the future.
I remain sleep deprived. We have refused to let Meredith start the night in our bed, but every night this week putting her to bed seemed to take longer and involved more tears. Last night was the worst yet and I am on the verge of giving up. The kids woke me before 6 both days this weekend and before 5 today. I tried hard (and failed, I think) not to be too grumpy about it. I am thinking back to the days just a couple of months ago when I was waking at 4:30 a.m. before work and loving it. I am not sure what to do.
Despite those things, we have been having fun. A haircut for Liam, splash pad, library, drawing, visiting the grandparents. Meredith drew the first semi-recognizable picture of a person I’ve ever seen her do. She explained what she was drawing, and it started with a huge, oblong circle. “This is your big ole head,” she said.
The cats are everywhere, everywhere. Although I think they, too, are a bit hot because I’ve been able to catch them lounging more often than usual. Today Ziggy cuddled calmly on my lap and I was so happy. Usually they are over-aggressive with their need for cuddles and attention, and they end up biting.
Oh! David and I had an at-home date night yesterday. His parents watched the kids after church and we decided to start watching True Detective. Have you seen it? There are only eight episodes so we thought it was possible we could get through it. It’s definitely more my husband’s taste, but so far it’s pretty good and not too creepy. The best part of the date was that I got to eat a ton of ice cream and not share any.
Hopefully by the end of the week the house, at least, will be cooler.