Feb 01 2003
I’m going first!
Every night I come home from work dog tired. Every night I promise myself I am going right to bed and get a good eight or nine hours of sleep. Every night I end up going to bed at 3 or 4 a.m. Every morning it is a struggle to get out of bed. What is wrong with this picture? Why can I not go to bed at a decent hour?
It’s February already. Last February was not good. We are approaching the one year anniversary of my dad’s death (the 19th). When I talked to my mom last weekend, she was not doing well. She still misses him terribly. She started crying while we were talking and that about did me in. I wish there were something I could do to make her feel better.
I guess when you are married to a person for 54 years, it takes a while to get used to them not being there. I keep telling the s/o that I am going to go first, and he insists that he will be going first. This is one argument I really hope I win, because I honestly don’t think I could handle it.
I really must go to bed now.
