I’m having trouble sleeping again.
Even though it’s the weekend, and I know I don’t have to get up early… I’d still like to get a decent amount of sleep at night, and I’m not getting it.
Thanksgiving was – mostly – a good day. We went to my parents’ house, and everyone ate too much, as is required. And we had a lot of good talks. EldestDaughter’s boyfriend came with her & the Toddler Tornado this year, and it was nice. He’s very respectful, and fits in with the rest of us “black sheep”. The Nephew drove down with OnlySon and myself, and he’s always good with the family. And… YoungerDaughter drove down from college, I’ve missed the kid, she’s such a happy little light all the time.
It was very relaxed, eating, then talking, taking it easy.
Until it wasn’t.
Isn’t that always the way?
Everything’s going well, until someone makes a statement that shows they’ve got an axe to grind.
And then it’s all “passive aggressive guilt games” and “Let’s all eat our feelings”.
I don’t want to get into specifics. Let’s just say that Thanksgiving is never going to be my favorite holiday.
And next year, I might just schedule a vacation somewhere warm and sandy – with plenty of adult beverages.
So, ever since the angst rode home with me in my truck, I’ve been sitting in the deep dark of the night… awake…unable to sleep until I can barely keep my eyes open. And then, when I dream… I’m awakened periodically throughout the hours with uncomfortable and fractured dreams.
I just wish I could understand – but I don’t think it’s going to happen.
And, I’m back to working things out for myself.
I knew there was a reason I hated asking anyone for help.
But it won’t happen again.