Remember yesterday, when I closed my post, I said moving was a good thing?
I changed my mind last night.
Andy came home from practice mad.
He wouldn't talk to me.
I finally got some information--some girl said something during to school that made him mad.
I have no idea what, or who...because he's a stoic man-child who won't talk to his mother about what's bothering him.
Then Miss Kat got a phone call from her BFF Jenna in Colby who told Miss Kat that there was a Middle School dance Friday night.
Miss Kat wanted me to drive her back to Colby so she could go to this dance.
And became furious when I said no.
And said I had ruined her life by making her move and leaving her "only" friends.
And I'd probably never go to any of her track meets, because I just don't love her enough.
Kev was at an orientation meeting for work, I was home with two angry children.
I had a bowl of rocky road ice cream for supper and hid in my bedroom for a couple of hours.
Don't know about the kids, but I felt much better...