Even though we were stuck inside (again), the bickering has finally stopped. Well, it didn't really stop entirely, but it certainly slowed down. At this point, I'm calling it a victory and moving on.
This week has left me feeling defeated. I have been chasing my tail, working countless hours and trying to help the boys whenever there is a free moment. I'm tired, and I want a break. I hate feeling this way!
Tomorrow, Robby and I are heading to the Tank Farm tomorrow, which is hosting its annual open house. He is hoping to interview various reenactor groups that he is considering joining. I never thought I'd have a kid who wants to be a World War II reenactor, yet here I am, living the dream. (Insert sarcasm.)
Other than the Tank Farm, I have no concrete plans for the weekend. I'm hoping to relax and recenter myself. Hopefully I can make my relaxation dreams a reality.
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