August 4, 2001 | 1:58 p.m. AST Alaska Time
Stress, with a capital S
I stayed awake yesterday. I didn't get really tired until about 9 p.m. or so. That lasted about an hour then I was awake until about 1 a.m.
Weekends are supposed to be a time of relaxation but I get stressed out, especially today. We usually do our family shopping on the weekends for groceries and such at Costco. We try to get out of the house by 10:30 or so so we can get the girls back home for a nap around noon, but we got a late start and as a result, the girls didn't get a nap at the usual time and C was a complete brat at Costco. What made the stress worse was my husband poking fun at me. I hate people to poke fun at me. Call me thin-skinned, I don't care, just don't have fun at my expense.
So hubby went to visit his sister and her family (whom I hate to visit) to give us each a break from each other.
Yesterday, DFYS went to my brother-in-law's and took their kids for questioning. Their mom wouldn't let DFYS take them in a police car so she took them in her own car, with a police escort. The authorities were told my BIL molested a 12 year old girl on New Year's Eve (NOT true!) and so they wanted to ask their two older girls some questions. Poor kids, how traumatic.
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Weekends are supposed to be a time of relaxation but I get stressed out, especially today. We usually do our family shopping on the weekends for groceries and such at Costco. We try to get out of the house by 10:30 or so so we can get the girls back home for a nap around noon, but we got a late start and as a result, the girls didn't get a nap at the usual time and C was a complete brat at Costco. What made the stress worse was my husband poking fun at me. I hate people to poke fun at me. Call me thin-skinned, I don't care, just don't have fun at my expense.
So hubby went to visit his sister and her family (whom I hate to visit) to give us each a break from each other.
Yesterday, DFYS went to my brother-in-law's and took their kids for questioning. Their mom wouldn't let DFYS take them in a police car so she took them in her own car, with a police escort. The authorities were told my BIL molested a 12 year old girl on New Year's Eve (NOT true!) and so they wanted to ask their two older girls some questions. Poor kids, how traumatic.
since 2/25/2001
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