Walking Backwards

The trip to Houston was fun, but tiring, which is why I am only now getting to write about it. Most of the family was involved in wedding set-up and the like, so we just hung around the house waiting to be told what to do. Most of our time was spent hanging out with one of Joe's brothers and his wife. It wasn't going too badly until they brought up religion. Damn them. They're Jehovah's Witnesses and I really don't like talking about anything except for the most superficial subjects with them. It wasn't too bad, but I had to keep myself from telling them that I thought they were crazy. I go through life holding on to the belief that we all have different ideas and opinions and none of them are more or less right than the other. That is why they are beliefs, we believe them to be true based on what seems right to us and is in sync with our life experiences. Well, they basically sat there and told me that none of my beliefs have any basis or that they're poorly researched or that they make no sense when looked at in a linear fashion. I was good and just kept my comments restricted to why I felt the way I did about what I believe. I did not once criticize them. I just hope we don't have to spend that much time with them alone again. I have a mean temper sometimes.

After the last few weeks of being so gun-ho about getting my house in order, I'm starting to lose steam. I have a very dirty house today since I haven't been home enough to clean it, but I can't bring myself to get it all done. I'm half-tempted to hire someone to come in and give the house a good top to bottom scrub so I can just concentrate on decluttereing, but I don't think we can sacrifice the money. We have an awfully busy schedule for the next month and are expecting at least two sets of houseguests at various times. I should probably have something for them to sleep on and clean the dirty baby scum from the guest bath. I think the fact that Nicholas is emotionally unstable right now is also hindering my house-cleaning progress (yeah, that's it). I just want to run to the computer and hide. On the drive home we had our first hint that this was going to be a bad day to get anything done:


Nicholas: "Mommy, you need to drive"

Me: "Honey, it's a red light. I have to wait until all of the other cars stop going and the light turns green otherwise we'll be in an accident. I don't want to be in an accident, you might get hurt and I'd be sad if that happened."

N: (starting to cry and exclaiming in a high-pitched whine) "Mommy, I want to be in an accident! Now go!! I want an accident!!!!!"


Crazy day. I hope it gets better, but who knows. Nico is freaking out right now because the batteries on his Elefun game are dead and we don't have any others. I think it might be time for a nap for us all.

Change that, he is now freaking out because he can't find the number one in his number puzzle.