Out of the Loop!

Oh man, it feels like ages since I wrote my last blog. So many of you have been kind enough to email me and ask if I remain among the living! I am proud to say this post isn't coming from the afterlife. I am still around. I feel like I am among the dead.

Ever have one of those weeks wear everyone relies on you so heavily that at the end of the day, you literally can't see straight?

Here's the week in a short recap.

Hubby is back in Lost Wages, also known to most as Las Vegas for another week since his local project here was delayed for another week. See the pattern? What was suppose to be a week turned into three at the close of business hopefully today.

We've been at odds with each other because while he is at work, the burden of running and raising the household falls heavily on my shoulders even though I am married. At least I believe I am, although it doesn't feel like it. My partner and best friend is gone missing. Anyone see him lately on the back of milk carton? Do they even make milk cartons anymore? Does it matter since most of us buy milk by the plastic gallon jug and even if pictures were still posted, we wouldn't see them anyway.

I mean who visits the post office anymore? You get your stamps through the ATM machine or at the grocery store cashier or customer service counter, so you wouldn't see his picture on the wall there either. Oh wait that is just for known criminals. So I guess you wouldn't see him there either.

The kids have been off officially as of this week, and you can only guess what the latest question is. Yup, there's nothing to do, what can we do? I tell them that I have a ton of weeds just begging for some much needed attention and love in my sub-backyard. It's a fenced in area behind my nice, pretty backyard, that no one can see. Unless you look over the fence from the main street. The response to go weeding isn't what they wanted to hear, so off they go to inquire someplace else.

My nephew was dropped off by his dad, I mentioned him in earlier posts, because his father doesn't know what else to do with him. In his fathers words, "A world class failure if there ever was one."

Nice guy huh? My nephew is failing every class in his virtual home school class in lieu of video games. If his dad takes them away, he simply finds another source. via the Internet. Since he is an expert as masking his intentions, he can switch his computer screens faster than you can blink, and he is "back at school". The trained eye simply looks at the bottom tabs to spot the latest in gaming software going.

So it's been my duty, to try and get him caught up. Never mind that my kids finished early thanks to hard work and dedication (pushing by mom) to get to their reward of an early summer vacation. Now it's become my job to babysit him side by side, watching everything he does and try to get him current in his work.

Umm, doesn't his dad remember that my hubby and I did this last year, cramming 3 months of school into three week?

So hence the reason for my disappearance. I have stepped on the roller coaster of life once more, and go for the ride I am simply dreading. It's not like that funny feeling of excitement you get when you know at the end of the ride, you're going to say, "Wow, that was fun, let's go again!" Nope, mine is "I think I am going to be sick." as I place my hand over my mouth and raise my other hand. The universal sign for I am done, I want to get off.

Funny thing is that this week, the ride operator has left the building, I am stuck on the roller coaster for the millionth time, and the hill is coming back up again.

Thanks again for the many compliments and well wishes I received. I will be back more, if not to try and make you smile and laugh for the day, but at least so you know I am still alive and kicking.

Love and Hugs ~ Kat