It’s so goddamn hard to relax, even when the kids are at their grandparents for the night. You would think that the moment they leave, it’s be like a party or something but it really isn’t.
Lizze and I dropped the boys off about mid-afternoon. We made a run to Walmart for some essentials, came home and had dinner.
We have zero plans for tonight, partly because of not having the funds to really go anywhere but it’s also like an oven outside right now. Then of course, we’re really, really tired.
We’re so used to being hyper-vigilant that when the boys aren’t home, it’s not always a restful. I know we get a break and realize that everything I’m saying won’t make sense to some people I’m hoping that someone will be able to relate.