Another Sunday

I realized that I've been going nuts on the whole "making sure I exercise"every single day, whether it's 10 minutes or 30. I am taking today off. I need to go grocery shopping and clean up around the house.

The ex came by yesterday. He was working on my neighbors car and I offered to feed him after. I didn't expect him to stay for 4 hours though! We talked, he ate, I gave him some leftovers to take home, and every time I walked outside to do my hourly steps, he followed me. Okay dude, I can go outside by myself! I don't need a follower.

Today, Russ is coming. He is going to go with me to Costco to get a few things and then we are going to lunch. I made reservations at a place called Seasons 52 which I heard is good plus they were so friendly the other night (I talked about this on Friday). I look forward to it! We are even dressing up for our "date" (picture of me dressed up below). Yes, I am missing church today to go shopping. My son is very happy about this. I wish he would be excited and want to go to church.

Maybe he was excited to go to church in June since his cousin stayed with us all month and it got them time apart for an hour each week. My son was always so mad at my nephew. I shouldn't have offered to keep him when my brother and his wife moved. I was trying to help them as well as give my son company after dealing with his grandfathers passing. I didn't realize that my 10 year old nephew would act like he was 5! He broke my refrigerator door (it won't close anymore), broke the tv remote (he slammed it down every time he got in trouble which was often), broke the tv headphones (no clue how but he broke the wiring inside the headphones), ruined my leather recliner, etc etc. Basically he was a pure menace and I was SO happy to put him on an airplane and send him home. I had to pay for the plane ride home too ($190 one way on Southwest including the $50 unaccompanied minor fee). AND he tried to take off with my iPhone when he got on the plane! Never EVER again. I will never have any of those kids in my house.

The siblings:

Their kids old group photos (not in the same order as my siblings picture):

I was adopted as a baby as my biological mother was 16 and back in the 70's, most kids that had kids didn't get to keep their babies. I was an only child until I was 40 when I went online and found my biological family. I have 4 younger siblings, 2 aunts and an uncle, and 12 nieces and nephews ranging in age from 18 to 5. My biological mother passed just a few years before I found them so I never got to meet her. My biological father passed years ago as well. I got to know my siblings over the first year. Drug addicts, mental issues, lies, and who knows what else would describe my siblings. After this summer with my nephew, I am an only child again as I cannot handle those people, one of my sisters got mad at me for telling another sister I was visiting her and she blocked me and even got mad when I wished my niece a happy birthday. At least now I know where I am from and who my "family" is.

I am SO happy to be adopted. I went to my parents house after meeting my siblings, put my arms around both of them, and said THANK YOU for adopting me! Even though I lost my father in May, he raised me well. I will miss him always. If it wasn't for my parents, I could have ended up like my siblings! So I will take care of my mom since she is young and will be around for many years. I have 6 years until my son is 18 and then I will have more time to help my mother and maybe by then she will actually need it. After my father passed, I turned on my laptop and found this picture as the background from when my son was in 5th grade. Better times!

I always take Sundays off. I'm glad I am taking time today to do what I need to do. I hope everyone does the same.

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