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My Life Thus Far
2015-09-29 07:19:13 (UTC)

The Universe Knew

Today was a day of absolutely nothing. I thought about going out and doing something, but I couldn't think of anything worth getting dressed for. Sad. But oddly, I don't feel sad. I'm just very content in being at home. I'm simply amused, and don't need to be in constant motion. I found a Criminal Minds marathon on TV, and that was more than enough diversion until the kids came home from school.

Keenan did something he hasn't done in awhile. After changing out of his uniform, he grabbed a snack and came and climbed into bed with me (yes, I was hanging out in my bedroom. No shame, either). He ate his gluten free pretzels, snuggled up next to me, and was out cold. He slept for a couple hours before I woke him up to eat a little dinner. I can't get over how sweet and loving he is. He's not at all what I expected having a little boy to be like. He's not loud and dirty. He's quiet and easy going. I got exactly the type of little boy I need. The universe knew.

While Keenan was sleeping, Kiki came and watched Criminal Minds with me. She's starting to understand the storylines, and can follow the characters. I don't know if that's a good thing, or if I should be concerned. I've never been one to censor my children's view of the world, so I don't see anything wrong with it. I guess it's just a matter of time before they become aware of the darker side of mankind.

Snookums came home from work tonight as jaded as ever. It's the usual pattern with him. He'll start a job and love it for awhile, and then he'll start to hate it (once the luster wears off, and he starts to see some of the not-so-glamorous side). Eventually he'll sabotage himself and end up getting fired, or he'll flat out quit. I don't think he'll do that again now (with Trader Joe's), because I've explicitly pointed out his pattern to him, and told him I just can't handle going through another self-imposed unemployment. My bigger concern is when he finally finishes school, and finds this dream job of his. Is he going to hate it after a few months? What then? How will that affect his frame of mind, and desire to self-improve? I suppose it does me no good worrying about that now... But I do.




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