I’m done being thankful now. Well, you know what I mean. Life may recommence sucking.
For some reason, this week my 4 year old decided she hates the world and everyone in it except for Grandma. Grandma is always exempt because she lets the girls watch tons of television and eat tons of junk food. She especially hates her parents. I did not know about this stage of development. Or, more accurately, I was under the impression that this stage of development would come around the time of her first period and not around the time of her 5th birthday. She’s taken to throwing herself on the floor, full out, very dramatically, and making pronouncements like, “I’m moving to France so I never have to see you again.”
Conversely, my 2 year old has decided to finish up with the terrible 2’s and be delightful. I’m glad they’re taking turns being dreadful, at the very least. However, this means that the 2 year old has become a target of the 4 year old’s rage at the world. This morning, she went to tell her sister not to go downstairs without a mom “’cause it not safe, sissy!” and was full-body tackled to the floor. My 4 year old may have a future in the NFL.
Then there’s my always dreadful sex life. I am coming to the conclusion that as much as we love each other, my wife and I are just not sexually compatible. Which sucks. A lot. We (read: the bank) own a home, have two children together, and are intricately entangled in each others’ lives. There’s no untangling that could be done without tearing the fabric of our family, perhaps permanently, even if I wanted to. But, I love my wife very much. I don’t want to untangle, particularly. I also hear bikini waxing is a thing that single people do. I’d like to avoid that. I just don’t know what to do about it. Platonic partners? Awkward and unfulfilling sex? Sex therapist (shudder!)?
OH! And my former best friend came into town from halfway across the country and didn’t call me. Which I get, but kind of sucks anyway.
On the plus side, at this moment I’m listening to music and cuddling on the couch with my dog.