Starting now when trying to go to bed.
1115pm.
Younger son's devices are put away.
He's in bed.
16 is probably fucking around drawing or on Trevorspace and I can't begrudge that during summer.
I try to get ice water and the ice is a chunk. Slam ice on the counter until it separates. Get water from the tap.
Lie on bed waiting for chaos.
Get up and go smoke a final cigarette.
No wait.
Lie down again.
I don't need it.
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Going outside for a final cigarette.
Nope.
Putting my pajamas on while staring vacantly at the television showing something I'm not even interested in right now.
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16 and I just spent over 5 minutes watching a slug climb up the glass of the storm door.
We stood and watched.
We didn't know its gender so we named it Fred. Fred is a great name.
16 went to bed.
We also had a great conversation about slugs in general.
Often being a parent is awesome.
I would never recommend it to anyone.
My 16yo has never wanted to be a parent. I support that fully.
My family bullshit that keeps on-
Me- "I really thought it would die with me."
16- "Well it totally dies with me."
I love this kid so much and I am so glad I brought him here.
1215am.
My kids are in bed.
Younger son is probably asleep.
Older son is definitely not.
I'm okay with Older.
Younger? I have to be absolutely sure before I sleep because he might decide to walk out.
Off to check.
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He's asleep.
Which means I can try to sleep.
Try.
Socks off.
Now.
Now.
No socks in bed unless it's like 17 degrees out. Or colder.
Currently lying in bed wishing that I had a pizza.
Despite the reflux.
My eyes just snapped open.
This happens a lot.
Sleep is necessary though.
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There's a whole fcking Ant Man movie on TV that I have seen several times and have no interest in right now.
I wish I felt safe enough to read.
Y'all have no idea what that brain is like.
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