Sunday, April 29, 2018
Saturday Struggle
Quite the Saturday for us. It started super early as Brad had a ridiculously early tennis match. I considered sending Brad out the door to his tennis match the night before on Friday night because I wasn't sure how he was going to get up and around so early on a Saturday? LOL! Brad is not a morning person! As for this morning I expect him to sleep in double late, if possible. He will sleep in late enough to make up for yesterday.
I've known Brad for a long time now. That being said without a doubt yesterday when he arrived home from tennis, a match that did not go well, he was the maddest I have ever seen him about tennis. His anger unfortunately carried through the day. I kept thinking as well as hoping that he'd turn the corner and we could have a nice afternoon or evening or late evening...nope he was mad from the second he arrived home from his match which was in the late morning hours until he went to bed at about 2:30 in the morning. It was a very LONG Saturday. I must admit I was at a bit of a loss as to how to help him get through it. Everything I tried to do to help backfired big time. Saturday evening was especially a challenge because I not only had a mad-at-the-world husband on my hands, I suddenly had a mad-at-the-world Cody on my hands too. Well we all have our moments right? Or in this case our days of not being quite ourselves. Brad has few, thankfully. :) Cody however, has numerous! Wink-Wink...Cody I love you no matter your mood! I'm used to you! Should be after 16 years together.
Anyway, the only other thing I'll say about yesterday is thank goodness for Piper. As I've mentioned many times she is a carbon copy of Simon. She never has a moody moment. In her four years on this planet I'm still waiting to see her mad. She is steady as a rock with her personality, like I said, she's just like someone else she idolized! Perhaps, it wasn't odd at all to find her sleeping in the laundry room in a basket filled with dirty clothes(see Quick Snap Sunday post), it was the farthest away she could get from her crazy, loud, angry big brother.
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