I am late publishing Day 7's post. On the way into my office last night, I severely twisted my ankle. I heard a loud pop and then came the excruciating pain. At first I was almost certain I had broken my ankle. However, after 4 Advil (2 taken immediately after the incident & 2 taken before bed) and a good night's sleep, I believe I've only sprained it. Morning chores have been slow as I've limped around in 6" deep snow hauling feed sacks and water buckets.
So, how was day 7? Aside from injuring my ankle, very restful and mostly peaceful. I say mostly peaceful because during my phone conversations with my family, EJ attempted to engage me in an argument. The second time within two days. We are not even in the same house and he's not having to obey or even try to get along with me yet, he decides to pull his regular antics. This upset me considerably. I was hoping that time away from mom would cause his heart to grow fonder. No, there is not one single indication that he's missed me. EJ has, thus far, been my most difficult child for his age. He isn't a "bad" kid, he just likes to ignore me and argues about EVERY instruction I give him. He is obedient and gets along well with Mr.B. Other people compliment me on his behavior and helpful attitude. He, for the most part, gets along pretty well with others - just not his mama. On the other hand, OG started crying saying she misses me and Mr.B is thinking about packing up and leaving for home tomorrow, two days early. I don't do drama or changed plans very well. I like consistency.
Well, I'm off to prepare myself some breakfast. I'll post about Day 8 this evening, so "tune back in".