I shouldn’t call this book “weekly” since I’ve been bad about writing in it weekly. I should rename it “every few months.” Here are some updates.
Jayson got an unexpected promotion at work due to some other people quitting and as now the manager of the whole west coast. It’s good and bad, of course. Good because we’re in a financial situation unlike anything I ever imagined. A few years ago he was working the night shift in a warehouse for the company, barely earning enough to keep his us our of poverty. Now we’re almost unsure how to handle having his income level. In addition to his giant income, the company gave us a Tesla. It’s so weird, and I’m honestly not used to not feeling broke all the time.
The bad part is he travels a lot. He’s gone sometimes for 10 days at a time. It sucks to feel like a single mother, and honestly if I didn’t have the companionship of Crystal I don’t know how I’d survive sometimes.
Crystal really is a huge part of my life these days. I feel a little guilty calling her my best friend because I’ve always reserved that title for my sister Rachel, but I don’t know what I’d do without Crystal. I literally got a text from her about an hour ago that said, “Good morning hun! Let me know if you need anything today. I love you!”
My son had heart surgery two weeks ago. It was described by the doctors as “routine” for children born with his heart defect, but of course it’s still a terrible thing for a mother to have to go through. Crystal was a lifesaver during the whole experience, watching the girls as Jayson and I stayed in the hospital.
He’s doing just fine now. The poor thing will probably have a few more surgeries during adolescence, but the doctors and all my research keep telling me that he will ultimately live a normal life.
About a month ago, Guy and Rachel went on vacation to St Martin in the Caribbean and stayed at some nudist resort. It was fun hearing about their experiences there and I suddenly found myself overwhelmed with a desire to get back into the nudist lifestyle.
I struggle with this. I was the most hardcore nudist in my family when we were younger. Jayson and I met at a nudist summer camp. It’s been a part of my life for almost as long as I can remember. But we both gave it up when we joined the church because we’re taught that our naked bodies shouldn’t be exposed to anyone other than each other.
I believe what my church teaches and I honest do accept that being a nudist is a sin. But I still struggle with a strong desire to do it. I have been spending more and more time around the house naked when Jayson is not home. I presume he wouldn’t approve. Over the last few weeks I’ve kind of come to the conclusion that I can’t really stop being a nudist, even if I don’t practice it regularly.
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