Busy doesn't even begin to cover the last few days. Between Ian and my Dad practically demolishing part of his house and the beginning of the rebuild, the kids all needing to be taken to dance, TKD, the library, and them needing help with year end projects, trying to get things done around our own house, and having Erin and Miko and the kids over, I don't think we've had much chance to just sit still since Saturday.
Ian has been running ragged, helping my Dad completely rip out one of his bathrooms, and they're taking the construction slowly because Alex wants to learn how to do everything, and he's been filling in at the dojang so that TK can take a few days to spend with his kids sans Mom; I think I saw him for all of 45 minutes on Monday and maybe an hour yesterday, and he won't get home tonight until after 8. It reminds me too much of when he was working and I was teaching at the dojang, and I'm not liking it at all. I really don't know now why we sandwiched our family life into such a compressed time frame for so long, and why we thought it was even remotely worth it. I really would like to find the us from 12-13 years ago and slap the living daylights out of them with the warning that the dojang is not worth all the time it will take away from family.
At least we figured it out before the kids were full grown and it was too late.
I'll be glad when this week is over.
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