I’m officially recovered from pneumonia! Which happened to be followed by a nasty stomach flu that flowed through the house, and took everyone down one-by-one like the nastiest game of battleship ever. It was miserable. Luckily it is over now, and all I have to take is probiotics and get extra sleep.
Our trip to CA was great, and we are making a second trip to look at houses, and make a final call on a possible move at the start of May. I hope to write more soon. It will be big change for us, but I think we are ready for it, not just me and Mr.R, but also the boys. They were super resistant to it at first, but as we have talked to them more, I think they are getting excited. The absolute best part about it (for me) is that I will get to teach High School art – CERAMICS BABY!!! I couldn’t be happier about that part. That would highly qualify as a dream job for me, an easily attainable dream job. (Well – an attained dream job. Boo-yah!) They also have great technological advances and opportunities that my youngest son really needs in his life as he starts looking at what’s after high school. None of my other kids have this need – he does. He is super techy, and they have more techy programs then I’ve ever seen in a school district.
Mr.R and I weathered the storm of me being sick pretty well, with our D/S is pretty good shape. It is a harder time to maintain the roles because someone needs to be taken care of. It’s not Mr.R’s natural place to take care of me when I’m sick. He’s good at it, when he wraps his head around it, but he tends to start by getting irritated before he realizes what needs to happen – then he’s all heart and couldn’t do more for me. His initial anger is always hard for me to take because I’m already feeling guilty for not going to work or doing regular activities, plus I’m tired, which makes me weepy. Combined, we become a pattern for correction, anger, and tears. But we did pretty good this time. 🙂 I think Mr.R was more mentally ready this time. However, it does leave us both felling ready to get back into the rules and roles a bit heavier.
Being sick is also a hard core ‘little’ trigger for me. So is injury or unwanted pain. I slip into little minnie instantly. I think she stayed around for the longest consistent time ever; over a week, maybe two. (Time doesn’t really exist when you can’t get out of bed.) The first time little minnie came out, it was when I was sick, and was only for an hour or so at a time. Now she around for days! Leaving her makes me realize how completely different my different personas really are. But that’s another blog post…
Anyway… I just wanted to let you all know I am still alive, still writing, and back at it! Glad to be back communicating with you. I do love this community!