Waking up with my face on the keyboard again...
Groaning at the stiffness in my back,
I slowly get up.
Are the boys...?
I check them, they are all sleeping.
I notice all the bath/bedtime debris scattered about
In the bathroom, the cold water on the floor seeps into my socks
Have I mentioned how much I HATE WET SOCKS??!!
There is movement downstairs
Fat dog noisily tiptoes back to her bed so I wont know shes been sleeping on the bottom step again..
A place she has been every night since my husband left
My beautiful girl
Shit... Did I feed her?!
The evenings events slowly replay
Yes, yes I did... Phew!!
I feel like a fraud.
I'm good at pretending I'm keeping it together
Really, I'm just papering the cracks
Sunday is realization day
Yes!! I made it through another week!!
Oh.. But another week starts tomorrow
Here we go again then....