Thread: His birthday is Friday

And I'm not handling it as good as I could be.
I'm off all my meds. Have been sense Christmas. I just have not been able to remember to take them. My brain is mush, I'm *****y at the kids most of the time. I feel like a total mess. DH's family wants to go out to dinner at a rsatruant that he helped build (he was a contractor). Great, let me call the sitter...... well bil wants me to make the reservations. That means I need a head count, that he dose not have. He has a bunch of "maybe"s. He wants me to call everyone to see if they are or if they are not. WTF?? Just because I do not have a job right now dose not mean I am not working.
I feel like making a reservation for 6 and the other 20 "maybe"s can go to a drive-through. Good luck geting into this place on a Friday at 7 PM without a reservation

Is this a fancy restaurant that the kids can't go? The firsts are really hard.

Well I talked to BIL yesterday. We decided to just make a reservation for 12 people and if 10 show we will just have more elbow room

It is not SUPER fancy, but it is nice. We have taken the kids there a lot over the years. I just want a nice dinner with adult conversation without having to keep track of the kids the entire time. It's going to be a 7 PM dinner. Their normal bed time is 7:30. So cranky kids that are up past their bedtime not wanting to sit and color or stay in their seats is not my idea of a fun evening out. Granted it is going to be a table full of their aunts, uncles and grandmother, but I am still the one that has to keep track of them all the time.

I want to eat a meal while it is still warm, for a change

Oh, I totally hear ya. It's such a revelation whenever I go to a restaurant and a) I don't have to worry about a kids menu. and b) I don't have to ask my son to stay seated.

Warm meals are hard to come by!

Super big hugs to you today Jennie

Celebrate his life!

thanks I'm laying low today and hope tonight is enjoyable. (If I'm lucky I might even get a designated driver so I can knock a few back )
I think last week was harder for some reason than this week. I haven't been to that resatruant sense before he got sick. I'm not sure how it will hit me when I am actually inside, surrounded by all the wood work his hands created.
I just remind myself to keep breathing.

I strongly encourage getting a dd.

I think the week before is always a lot harder. It's just more time to worry. All the hurt and frustration is building up and then it happens and you think: Oh it was bad, but not as bad as I thought.

Each year it gets easier.

I'm not hung over so much as just TIRED! but I had a good time