I am very happy with the progress on the laundry. I'm almost completely caught up, which is saying a lot considering how far behind I'd gotten.
Bracing for an encounter with the school district over our youngest. It's always easier to brace ourselves and expect a fight. That way, we're prepared. Thankfully, it rarely comes to a fight, but it can get tiresome.
Long story short, we're not comfortable with our youngest, who is nonverbal, using the public restroom at the school without the help of one of the aides. It's a safety issue, and she's using the situation to manipulate the staff. It needs to be dealt with, so that's the priority for tomorrow. Hoping it goes well.
Had to laugh as my husband and I realized our middle daughter is the talking stain. If you haven't seen it yet, go watch the commercial.
On the weekends, she gets SO excited that her daddy is home, and she gets to spend time with him, that she just can't contain herself. Every single time we try to talk to one another about anything, she starts talking over us. It often happens from the other room, even, and we can't hear one another, even though we are only feet apart. It's funny and exasperating at the same time. Impulse control isn't her friend, but she isn't doing it intentionally to drown us out. She just wants to join in the conversation. We get that. Everyone wants to have a voice, right? :)
We are so incredibly blessed to have the fun and the smiles and the laughter that we have on a daily basis with our girls.
In spite of it all, I love my life! :)
Compulsive hoarding is a mental disorder that is just beginning to be understood. As a hoarder, I have acquired things over the years with a specific purpose in mind at the time of the acquisition, used some of those items for their intended purposes, forgotten the goal for different objects, but now that I find that they have outlived their purpose in my life I am struggling to rid myself of those same things.
You can read the start of my journey here.