How was my day? So glad you asked. I subbed today. Had a math teachers classroom. The kids were great. They are in the throws of another school year upended by COVID quarantines. They still did great.
Today was a little respite in an otherwise busy week. Between doctor appointments, the washing machine out and doing laundry at my blessed in-laws (I won the lottery folks!), and toddler drama it has been an interesting week.
I didn’t realize how tiring the trip to the zoo, the couple visits with family and the traveling around was getting to me. Yesterday I feel asleep for two hours in the living room with the boys while they watched tv. That one hour or less of screen time didn’t matter because I was snoozing away while they enjoyed episode after episode of Octonaunts.
So today was a little time away from home just me, my crocheting and some math students. It was a good day. I came home to two boys who were excited to have mom back, though Grandma is a pretty close second or third depending on the day and how high up the list Daddy is, lol. We had supper. Their dad worked a little later, but he made up for it by playing a game with the living room ceiling fan, hallows, rubber bands and some string. I couldn’t watch. It made me nervous. So I went to another room to veg out on some stupid internet stories.
Little did I know what was going to transpire. Down the hall come my boys and their dad. Something is different. It’s off. The boys are as I expect, but their dad is different. He moves the boys to the bedroom only to leave them to me without a word. Fine, he had to go to the bathroom. But now I’m nervous.
When he returns to help get the boys ready in pajamas he is fine with the boys, but he seems to be deliberately avoiding me, eye contact, addressing me. Then he lays down on the floor his back to me, announcing with every nonverbal signal he has, he wants nothing to do with me.
Welcome depression. Please go away.
I called him out on it. I was met with silence and a blank gaze. I told him he was not allowed to treat me like that. He would need to make a decision. We finished with the boys and he went directly to bed. What happened? I have no idea. He will not speak to me.
So instead of stewing or checking on him multiple times, I called the people I know maybe able to find out what is going on. I called his parents. He talking to his dad. What will happen? I don’t know. I pray it is the start of something different for him and maybe even for us.
Lady Worship Fingers 