My question of the day: will dh ever understand my need for down time?
I have gone almost nonstop since we went to the wedding yesterday at 2 p.m. I think I posted after we got home, and I had a couple of hours of downtime.
Then assisted living called about dmom, so off I went at 10:30 last night. This was the first time I've felt that I just couldn't reach her. She was sitting on the toilet, in her pajamas and wouldn't budge to go to bed. She had been there at least an hour before they called me, and before that was sitting on room mate's bed and wouldn't budge. I couldn't get her to move. An assistant who came in late, maybe 11ish? finally got through to her by offering her juice, then she wanted a place to sit it down while she was drinking it. So the assistant suggested she sit in the chair with the table beside her. Then once she was in her wheelchair, she sat there awhile with her juice until the assistant asked if she wanted to lie down in bed. I laid down with her for at least 30 min and she didn't go to sleep, but I finally told her I needed to go home and she said she would be fine. I left there at 12:30 and then couldn't sleep once I got home to bed.
I slept until 10 a.m. this morning when dh woke me up - we were having brunch with friends who moved away from here a few years ago. Wonderful brunch, but then dh offered to drive them around to see all the changes since they left. So that was two hours in the car. Then dh wanted to go to an open house - a friend of his is thinking of moving here and sent dh a link to the house. So I agreed to go and it was way out, and then there was another house on the street, and it was 3:3o before we got home.
I slept for about an hour and dh just commented that I had had my down time.
I need to clean up the kitchen and start dinner soon. Ds is coming for supper. Dd is furious at me for interfering. She and a good friend have been on the outs, and Friday night I commented to both that I wanted them to work it.
I'm just feeling down. I've been on the run too much and feel emotional. Last night I told my mother that I love her and she said "I love you, I love [my sister's name]. I love [my brother's name.]" I just feel wiped out by Pittsburgh too. At a Shabbat service.
I can't wait for tomorrow when the house will be quiet.
I'm sorry I'm such a downer today.