Saturday night….Saturday night. And here I sit at home. That’s okay, because I’m not feeling very social at all. Tomorrow I’m going to get up early, do The Shred, go to church (like a good little Ginger) and then my parents are coming over for brunch. I’m looking forward to that.
Well, it appears that SexyPants is having a rough weekend. I’m waiting for him to call. He and his ex-wife are trying to hash out what to do with their troubled son. He just turned 15, has severe social problems, Aspergers Syndrome, has been in trouble with the law, has been stealing credit card numbers, etc. etc….
So, they have an option to send him to a special boarding school in Wyoming, and I have a feeling that might be the verdict when he calls. SexyPants is hurting right now, and I feel really helpless. I know he doesn’t want to tell me these things, but I’m in it for the long haul if he will let me hang in there with him.
He choked up earlier on the phone, and I can tell that he is not yet comfortable sharing these things with me. But life isn’t all sunshine and roses (even though our relationship is), and I want to be there for him in whatever way that I can.
Spent most of today at the office getting nothing done. Grrrrr. I hate it when I do that. So much to do that I’m overwhelmed. I just need to take one chunk at a time. Break it down into bite-sized pieces and eat that elephant!
Speaking of, I’ve sort of changed my eating/drinking habits, and it has seemed to wreck havoc on my insides. I’ve had severe heartburn all week. Well, except for today. Today my belly felt good. I don’t know what it was last week, but I couldn’t even have my weekly team meeting because I was doubled over in pain. Ugh! Another reason I haven’t gotten my work done.
The Shred continues. I’m on Day 13. I’ve only lost 3 lbs so far, but eh, better than gaining 3, right? I’d let that weight crrrreeep up, and I was flabby, FLAB-BY! I’m already feeling and starting to see a difference. I didn’t take measurements before I started and I wish I had because I don’t know about the weight. I think my muscles have pretty good memory, and they remembered to start working once I started The Shred. I feel tighter already. That’s a good!
Need to do my taxes. Need to do some work. Need to clean this filthy loft!
But here I sit, waiting for this phone call….any minute now…
OK. So the phone call came, and they are sending him to the boarding school — tomorrow. SexyPants is going to drive him to the ranch in Wyoming. I know it was a tough decision, but it’s going to be good for the kid in the long run. I’m actually very relieved that they are doing that for their son.
I’m sure SexyPants is going to have a hard time for a little while, but I truly believe that this kid needed some better care than what was happening in the last few months. He has major, major issues. Bigger than what SexyPants and his ex-wife could deal with. He was placed in a special school for delinquents, and he’s not a delinquent. That is, he wasn’t, yet. But it would have happened eventually. He was going down a bad, bad path. That poor guy. I truly hope this place helps him.
OK. I’m going to try to get some things done. SexyPants will call me later when his son is asleep and I want to hear more about it.
I love you. I love this place. I’m glad I can tap this shit out here…
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