Sitting here at nearly 5am eating left over pizza probably isn’t a good way to start my day. But then again, maybe it’s the perfect way. It’s what I felt like doing. I was once told to at least eat something in the morning, even if it was cold pizza. I was very young and I thought at the time it was a doctor who told me and my mother this….but I could be wrong. He also handed out diet pills and water pills and all sorts of pills to help us lose weight, my mother, my sisters and I. I remember we used to go home with bags full of bottles of pills. I didn’t have my own, because I was too young. So this ‘doctor’ gave my mother extra on her ‘prescription’ for me to take. So now that I am older I wonder and doubt if he was actually a real doctor, and if he was if he is still licensed. Still, the idea of eating something in the morning to kick-start the old metabolism has stuck with me. Maybe it’s just an excuse to eat cold pizza at 5am!
I’ve been awake a lot longer than that. I think it was a bit after 3am when I actually woke up and then couldn’t get back to sleep. My cats found it very irritating that I was disturbing their sleep…poor things. I’m not sure why I can’t sleep, I’m not worried or stressing over anything really. I’m just feeling the need to be awake and to sit with myself while everyone else is asleep. Sometimes it’s best in the wee hours. There’s little chance of interruption.
I’ve actually had quite a bit of time on my own in the last week. The ex arrived in town and has been coming over after school to pick up the children and take them off for dinner and some ‘fun’ with him. He’s going to be here until the end of this week, which just happens to be the kid’s Spring break. I have to say, with the proper amount of intense sarcasm, the kids are just thrilled. I do feel a bit sorry for the ex. It must be hard knowing that your own kids really don’t want to spend time with you, and the only reason they do is because you will take them out to eat and take them shopping and spend money on them. Even that has already lost its appeal for the kids. Evening before last it came to a head and they began a screaming match in the parking lot of a local Wal Mart. My kids don’t get along well at the best of times. They are very different and both very strong-willed and they get on each other’s nerves. So being thrown together for hours every evening, in a car with their father, got the best of them. Then the ex couldn’t deal with it himself, so he brought them home early. I think he actually expected that we would sit down and have some sort of ‘therapy’ session and discuss what the issue had been and how to resolve it. They didn’t need that. It was a stupid argument over some trivial thing. The underlying issue being they had spent too much time in each other’s company. Plus their usual routines have been completely disrupted by him being here. That’s enough to unsettle the most easy-going person, and neither of my kids are one of those. So I let them tell me what had happened and then I let it go and we started talking about other things, things that amused them and caught their interest, and before long the glaring and snarky comments had faded and they were joking with each other and back on a fairly even keel. So the ex left, fairly bewildered as to how I did whatever it was I did to put smiles back on their faces, and the kids relaxed into what they normally would be doing on an evening when there is no school the next day. The result though was that my son refused to go with his father the next day when he arrived. He said he needed a break. My daughter thought that was quite unfair and would have followed his lead but she had ulterior motives for going. Her father had said he would pay for her new kitten to be spayed and get her shots. I had made the appointment and he was to go to the vet and pre-pay the bill. Cost him a pretty penny, but he had to keep his word. He has a very bad habit of not following through on things he promises them and she intended to not give him a chance to back out.
Today I believe that the plan is a trip to the coast. I admit I am quite envious. I was hoping to take a day trip to the coast myself while he was in town and had the kids. The problem with that idea is that they refuse to spend the night with him where he is staying. So they are here for at least half the day until he comes to pick them up. I could leave them here to wait for him, they are old enough at 18 and nearly 15 to be left on their own. However, I know that if I were not here the ex would end up camped out in my living room with them and I don’t want him here when I am not. I don’t want him here for very long when I am here! It’s beginning to annoy me that he arrives to pick them up and ends up sitting on my sofa for a couple of hours. I do not want to visit with him even if we have kept things friendly between us. It’s the kids fault actually. They sit and stall to put off leaving with him. Like I said, I feel a bit sorry for him. It is so obvious they don’t look forward to time with him. Today, however, they are. A trip to the coast is always fun. I suggested they go to the Oregon Coast Aquarium. I’ve heard it’s amazing.
That leaves me with an entire day to myself. It would have been a good day for me to slip away to the coast myself, but I have an appointment smack dab in the middle of the day and it can’t be rescheduled. Maybe that’s part of what had me awake so early and feeling a little at loose ends. This time with the ex being in town is not working out the way I envisioned. I haven’t done anything. I haven’t really even left the house except for the occasional trip to the grocery store and one night out for a friend’s birthday party. I feel like the time is being wasted, and yet I can’t think of anything to do really. I have to watch my money, as usual, so I have to choose wisely what I do and where I go. I have done a bit of spring cleaning and I have some other projects I really want to get to, but that isn’t exactly what I had in mind to do with my kid free hours.
Part of me can’t help but wonder what we would be doing if Storm were still here. She had to leave and return to England despite all efforts to find a way for her to stay. As much as I hate it I think it is what was meant to be. Things were very strained between us while she was here this time. In fact I think we came closer to calling it quits than we ever have. For both of us to admit aloud that it had crossed our minds showed just how serious things had gotten. We talked a couple of times while she was here, but we didn’t delve deep enough to get to the root of our issues. It took her leaving and the prospect of not knowing when she will be able to return to bring us to the point of asking if there was really any point in her trying to make her way back. We finally stripped ourselves down to some raw and festering points of decay in our relationship, things that were chipping away at our very foundation. I think that if we hadn’t forged such a strong base in our beginning years we would have just moved on. We even asked ourselves and each other if we were holding on out of stubbornness because we have been together for so long despite the issues of a long distance relationship. We opened up and showed each other our resentments and our grievances and all the nasty things we’d started feeling toward each other….and it hurt. It was like cleansing an open, festering wound. In the end we finally reached the bottom line, what it all came down to when all was said and done was….I love you. Under all of the hurt and crap we’d piled on top of it that amazing love we have had since the beginning was still alive and so worth fighting for.
We’re not out of the woods completely. We still have a lot of work to do if we are to get back to a relationship we enjoy rather than endure. Reviving the passion we once felt for each other, breathing new life into our relationship is going to take effort on both parts. We have realized we can’t go back to what we once were, but we can move forward together. We can evolve and build on our past to create a new future. Isn’t that what relationships are supposed to do? Grow and evolve and become something new with the passing years? Maybe trying to hold on and stay the way we were in our early years is part of the reason we became stagnant and began to rot. The healing process has begun though and we are looking forward to seeing what we can become together.
Actually, maybe a day spent on Spring cleaning projects wouldn’t be a bad thing. Storm and I spend hours online each day. From the time I get up until she has to go to bed. This week the kids have usually gone by then and I just want to sit and enjoy my quiet time alone. I’ve actually begun writing again. But I haven’t really given my Spring projects the time they require. Spring cleaning is best started early in the day. I can still take that time that I had thought to take going somewhere. I can open my apartment up, turn on my music and get some things done. I’m not sure what the weather is supposed to be like today, but I don’t mind if it rains. In fact, opening the house up on a rainy day would be nice. I love that smell. It may be just what is called for, a clearing away of the staleness and an infusion of fresh clean energy.