12 weeks… normally, I would be WHOO HOOing, but I feel so down today.
We’re continuing to do well. I just applied for my FMLA and I don’t dread it. I can actually see my self surviving… oh, at least a week. I’ve signed on for 8 weeks maximum, but I’m going to live one week at a time. Progress, right?
Peanut is continuing to do well. She’s such an energetic child. Exhausting is one word for her. Loud is another. She’s such an opposite of Soso. I’m hoping that she’ll have a positive influence on Soso, make her more assertive. And hopefully, Soso will have a calming influence on her.
Life is pretty good right now.
As for the weekly dinner menu…I’ve been a wreck this weekend, between finding out about my friend’s husband, the 4 year memorial mass for my mother-in-law and 4 months today that my mom’s gone.
Let’s just say we won’t go hungry between some go-to-meals like flautas and yellow rice, pizza, hotdogs and worst case scenario, there’s always ramen to tide us over. I’ll do better next week.