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Things here have been a bit crazy, again, but I've hope that they are calming down. The kids have been nuts, the dogs obnoxious, and the house is generally uncooperative.

First the kids, they're just as they normally are. They are just really busy, and they've been so tired on the weekends that they are miserable for me. I'm about ready to ask my mom to take it a little easier on them during the week. I know they're having fun, but it isn't fair to make my weekends miserable with them because they're exhausted from a busy week. I'm shallow and selfish enough to say that I want to be able to enjoy the time I have with my kids as well. I get she is Grandma, but I resent that she is getting to have all kinds of fun with them when they are too worn out on the weekends for me to even think of doing something exciting with them. I've wanted to take them to the zoo, park, nature center... something, but they are sleeping late and then they are so irritable and cranky I can't even consider taking them:flare:

My dogs are both on my last nerve. First my little dog, Ash. I love him, and somehow I am taking him to the vet to see what they can do to help him rather than finding a new home. He's not been nipping or anything in the last week or so, and I'm questioning whether I really believe he would bite one of the kids. Snapping at and biting are entirely different, and he's ample opportunity to bite if he really wanted to. So, one thing and another he is off to the vet for x-rays and such Friday. We'll see what they have to say. Keeghan is no prize at the moment either. They're both using their kennel in the basement as a potty, but Keeghan is also using the garage. When they were with Tom, he more or less let them have the run of the house and the yard whenever, and now it is like they're not housebroken. They aren't going on my carpet, but the kennel and any other concrete seems to be fair game. I'm just tired of cleaning up after it. Between them and the kids, I've done little more than clean up one mess or another for weeks.

Then my "lovely" house. I'm ready to burn it to the ground at the moment, well maybe not burn it, but still it is turning into a headache. I've had trouble finding a baby gate to fit an oddly sized area to section off the kids playroom. A couple hundred dollars later I've three gates, two of which I can't even use. The carpet in the basement by the unfinished section is torn up beyond belief. That was from Ash as he "dug" under the door. Too bad it wasn't dirt, but instead is it a 6 inch by may 1 1/2 foot section of carpet and padding. My husband left the garage a mess, and I can't even get toys out for my kids to play outside. Add on it is making cleaning Keeghan's messes difficult. My windows shut, but many don't lock. I'm waiting for that to get fixed since several of them are on the lower level. That is real safe when I don't even have the dogs running the house at night. Painting is going good though, so there is a positive in this. I've decided what I want to hang on my walls as far as art and such, but I'm having trouble fitting it into the budget. The one thing I REALLY REALLY want is way out of price range. I don't think I'll be able to talk Tom into a $9,000 original painting no matter how much I love it.

In light of my temppermental little rant (I've had this stewing for a couple of days) I'm taking the weekend off. I'm finishing my hobby room during the week, and then I'm going to do something fun with the kids this weekend. Even if they are grumpy we're going, and maybe they'll cheer up a bit. Hope things are going a little better for everyone else. They really aren't that bad here, but it is tons of little things combined with weeks of sleep depravation that have me so irritable. The bit with the kids being to worn out on the weekends is the one really getting to me. Oh well, till the next time...

Much Love,
Meg