Wednesday, December 17, 2008

I Positively Fell Off the Wagon

Yeah, you knew it was coming.

Positive doesn't like it at my house.

The latest:
The rooster had some BAD days at school.
It took us two trips to the tree lot to get our tree, due to meltdowns, and now that we have it, I seem to be the one melting down. "STOP BREAKING MY ORNAMENTS!!!" I realize I am unreasonable, thank you, yes.
Peaches had some BAD nights of "sleep" - if you can call it that - keeping us up forever.
The rooster is now sick. Congested, flushed, warm, coughing. Does anyone see a canceled Vegas trip in my immediate future?
It's raining. A lot.
My mother received two offers on my grandma's house. This is supposed to be good news. In a way. I guess. POSITIVE news. But it's hard, too, not to think of it as another goodbye, part of the loss. I miss her. First holidays and all, you know?

Hello, my name is ghkcole, and I'm a grumpaholic.


Jen said...

Hi! I'm glad you commented on my blog which in turn led me to your blog! I can't wait to read the rest! It's great to meet others, even if only online, who share similar experiences.

Niksmom said...

Well, now, I seem to recall something about ONE DAY AT A TIME and getting back on the horse/wagon and all that stuff, right? ;-)

Sending hugs and wishes for more sleep and healthy children! xo

Anonymous said...

I'm a grumpaholic too. We can be each other's sponsors, right? RIGHT??

Joeymom said...

My mom always goes insane around the holidays now that my grandparents are gone. I love my Wellbutrin.

pixiemama said...

Huh. What's so wrong with being a grumpaholic?

redheadmomma said...

Oh, hon, I'm sorry - I agree with Niksmom about that whole "one day at a time" thingy.

Maybe "one hour at a time".

Hugs, hugs, & more hugs, R