Starting Here

This started with the need to share that i'm having one of those days. Again. Still, is more like it. My going home from work will be chaotic and load and not all good. Hanging onto the thought that I was able to get an appt. for P in under two weeks. Anyone who has dealt with CHOP knows that's a miracle in and of itself. I'm tired. I'm so tired of this. I'd really like one day with no bickering, and no asking myself "What is WRONG with that boy?" or no mess. Or backup of any kind. In the meantime, ill think of things that get me through. Like this:

http://www.bettycrocker.com/recipes/slow-cooker-cheesy-potato-soup/9a278ca4-42b0-4259-8941-5805d9aacb7f

This makes me smile. Am I'm so going to make this this weekend. I take a great deal of joy in food. Teenagers are a thousand times harder than toddlers. I would really like to not fight with anyone when I get home. I do actually enjoy my children, I swear I do. No  one makes me laugh harder. But those moments are more and more of a fight to find. some days, anyway. I think that's it, never knowing what kind of day it will be ahead of time. Mornings can be OK, but once om home, its a crap shoot. I brace for impact most days as I pull in.

Ok enough for now.