Blue Wednesday

I woke up really early this morning, 5ish, aching all over, and wanting to sleep some more. I guess I did because the next thing I knew, it was 10 and I was fighting off bad dreams.
Jim, must have left very early because the car was gone and the coffee had already shut off. I spent most of the morning trying to pull myself together and trying not to cry. This huge sadness was upon me and I think the dreams had really disturbed me.
I forced myself to move about and dragged the pool cover out of the garage so that hopefully, Jim will notice it and realize that it is time to close the pool for the season.
When he comes home, he generally sits in his chair and watches TV. Any suggestion of a chore is met with eye rolling and agreement, although nothing actually gets done.
Things have GOT to get better.

I am home again from my trip to Atlanta for Gustav's almost Birthday.
The trip was a snap, no delays, cancellations, lost luggage etc. and over all I felt like a pretty savvy traveler at 64, slightly handicapped, and flying alone.
I even found time to use my laptop in Charlotte to catch up on my mail and FB, and play a little Spider Solitaire. I also snagged a rocking chair for a bit, but it wasn't as comfortable as i had expected. My lower back is still throbbing.
The party was great fun, and Trin had everything so organized and coordinated that it came off like a breeze, which by the way was the only negative. The wind was so fierce that we had to tie the tablecloths down, but nobody really cared. The kids had a full playground to explore, and small planes were taking off and landing the entire time.
Gus seemed to enjoy seeing his friends, although his weekend fascination with a fire truck trumped all. It went everywhere with him. I enjoyed meeting his classmates and their parents over bagels and coffee, but I must say, this is the first part I've ever attended that ended before noon. Why didn't we think of that when our kids were small instead of planning around adult time?
The entire weekend was relaxed and easy. I didn't expect to do a lot, I got to the Farmer's Market, one of my great joys, and stocke up on some herbs and spices. I also made a crab stuffed grouper for dinner and that was the extent of my labor.
The Goose is getting to be such a boy now that he is truly fun to be with. He is smart, and funny and has a sense of humor. The only time he was fussy was in a Thai restaurant where we had dinner on our last night, and Mommy took a booger away from him. :-). I think he was just hungry and he went to work on his rice and tofu as soon as the bowl hit the table.
After the meal, we walked across the street to a Gourmet Ice Cream stand and he polished off a "Sweet Corn" flavored cone and most of Mommy's Indian spice one.
The weekend was just long enough to visit without becoming a burden, but I do wish I had one more night to hang out with Paula and have girlfriend time.
Can't wait for Thanksgiving!!