Not really anything big happened this weekend.
For some reason I just got depressed and when I do I get pissed off at my husband in my head for no good reason. We went looking for a new car and I felt he was doing all the talking to salesman and I was a statue standing there. Of course John and I had discussed it before hand so it wasn’t his fault, just my brain.
Then I am thinking I feel trapped being her taking care of Mom. I love her but sometimes I miss our time of leaving in the RV whenever we want to. Going to our cabin for a couple months now that we aren’t working. Wanting to see the leaves change colors. I love this time of year.
Last Mom talked to me about how she feels she’s interring with our life. I of course said she wasn’t. I asked where would you go and she knows she has no where to go.
This morning she was okay until after breakfast and her stomach started acting up and it went down hill from there. But I remember the trick my SIL told me about putting Vicks vapor run under you nose and you won’t smell what you are cleaning up and it works. Mom said, kidding, we should of took a picture of the mess. I left and told her I am not taking a picture of sh.. (The real thing.) After we got her cleaned up she was tired so she rested the good majority of the day.
I went shopping and once again my brain started worrying over time, wanting my life back. Will be glad when my mom’s party is over and we can do something fun.
I started doing the pictures and ordering things for the party. Mom and I started going through pictures. My brother is suppose to come and help me tomorrow since he is off four days a week and tomorrow is his last day off.
It’s another week and hopefully it will be a good one.