I know this is going to sound very ridiculous, but I don’t really think about the future. I do think about the adage that states life is what happens when you are making other plans. My plans for the future most certainly did not include my dad dying from cancer at 57, my son being sick for six months straight or my daughter having diabetes.

So when Zoe’s little friend invited her over for a play date earlier this week, it sent me into an emotional tailspin.

I let Zoe go, she really wanted to go.  You see, this is her first time over at a friend’s house since the dire-betes.  I love the little girl and her mom is fabulous, they live two miles from us. But. I spent the entire three whole hours she was playing at the friend’s house nervously watching the clock and my mind racing.

Did she eat her snack? Will she know what to do if she feels low? OMG, CAN I GO PICK HER UP YET?

I realized JUST THIS WEEK that Zoe will grow up and probably ditch me. I won’t always be able to micromanage her life. I guess this is difficult for any mother face, but it never crossed my mind until dire-betes was in the picture.

The next day, the girls wanted to have another play date, but I can only handle one or two emotional episodes a week.

So I took them bowling.  With me.  Where I can watch my daughter with my own eyeballs.

Troy went too.  He bowled (with a hot pink ball he picked out all on his own) a super high score of 106 and won the first game.

The girls love him to pieces.  I hope he outgrows it.

I think next time I might bowl with the weird rocker metal ramp.

Actually, I wonder if they manufacture one I could use for my life.

But for now, on this day where we bowled, I am doing okay on my own.

He said he was “sweeping up the shun-shine”.

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You practice giving him shots and checking his blood on his patches.

I wish he were a tad happier; he isn’t smiling with his eyes.

I would like to apologize for going off the radar this week, usually that means that someone came down with some rare rash that the doctor has to Google (side eye to Troy and more on that next week) or is hospitalized (side to Troy and Zoe). Not to worry, something much bigger was going on here for the last seven days:

MY HUSBAND IS ON VACATION. AND HAS BEEN IN THE HOUSE WITH ME ALL DAY AND NIGHT.

Don’t get me wrong, I very much love the shit out of my asian husband.

It’s just I think I love him more when he isn’t effing staring at me 24/7.

Also, we ran out of things to talk about Monday around six p.m.

My day is pretty chill, I handle the basics and the basics mean that I do just enough housework to simulate deep cleaning and I participate in internet usage throughout the day.

Allow me to walk you through a standard day around here. This mock schedule is only when Zoe is in school and I don’t have random appointments to take random people (my children) to and from.

7:40-ZDub wakes up, 50% of the time in her bed, maybe in Zoe’s bed, maybe in Troy’s bed, maybe on the couch.

7:45-Check email, Twitter, Facebook on phone.

8:00-Check Zoe’s glucose and give insulin.

8:05-Slam a cup of coffee, take thyroid meds.

8:15-Take Zoe breakfast in bed. Like I’m goddamn Amelia Bedelia.

8:30-Pack lunches.

8:45-Drive Zoe to school.

9:00 to 11:20-Take care of Troy, pour cleaning products in a few toilets, start laundry and enjoy the shit out of the internet.

11:30-Drive back to school to give Zoe more insulin.

11:45-3:45-Vaccuum, eat lunch with Troy, playtime, enjoy more internet.

Some people might view this as “unproductive”, I refer to it as “getting through my life” and what Jeff doesn’t realize is that I have important stuff to do.  Enjoying the internet includes working, paying bills, researching important things related to dire-betes, corresponding with people like Zoe’s dire-betes nurse and watching the funniest video known to humans.

When Jeff is home on vacation, he wants to do things like eat leisurely meals and sit next to me and go places. So for this week, that’s what I have been doing. Leisurely meals? I made them. Sitting next to me means I can’t look at my laptop and have to talk or stand in the garage and clean or look at his motorcycle (OH GOD). Going places? We’ve gone to the hardware store to shop for a cast iron sink, a towel bar and bolts for his motorcycle, taken Troy to the dentist and taken the cars to the mechanic.

Don’t cry for my Argentina because tonight? I GET TO GO TO WORK. It’s imagine it is what prisoners feel like when they are paroled.

I’ve typed 500 words to basically get to the whole reason for sitting in my bathroom sneaking computer time to show you what I made:

If that isn’t the most amazing piece of squirrel art, I don’t know what is.

Happy Weekend, See you next week when I am unsupervised (side eye to Jeff),

ZDub

Check out my post for GE, I’m giving away two LED bulbs that last for 20 years, I wrote it during the 14 minutes I was allotted to use the computer this week.  Please read the directions; no one is following the directions.