Like every other Saturday, Puppy wakes up before me and asks, "Mom, is it time to wake up?" To which I always quickly reply, "No, it's early so go back to sleep." But then he answers back with, "But I'm not sleepy!" And that is how our Saturdays begin.
Today has been extra special. We had the chance to spend the day alone with only us two in the house. Usually we have Ms. H here, she provides PCS assistance during the week and on Saturdays to guide Puppy through the chores and helps me keep my sanity by having another adult whom understands our lives. But she had been helping prepare all week for a fundraiser today and I thought that was something she had to lend her support with and we'd catch up on Monday.
We've been doing most of the same things that Puppy and I do, but because its just us two, I promise Puppy has been extra verbal and a complete chatterbox and repeating phrases all day. And I mean ALL day! I think I've finally lost my mind and can't take too much of this any longer today. Even as I'm writing this blog he is standing at the bottom of the stairs asking if we're going to grandma's for the umpteenth time in the last 30 minutes. I've heard the front door and the back door open and close so many times today that I'm probably going to have to change the worn out locks (Puppy has the habit, although a good habit, of locking the door behind him every single time he enters the house). The back door is already so bad it is difficult to turn, and I got locked out because of his "good" habit when he came indoors ahead of me.
So anyway, I'm going to step away from the computer with just enough energy to make it to the pain reliever medicine and take something for my headache. I just hope it gives me strength to make it through the rest of the day. Remember, I take it one day at a time, so I'm not even thinking about how wonderful tomorrow is going to be, just the two of us, again.