That’s what I tell friends and people at work. They are able to go to their normal routine and lives at home but I don’t get to have it that way. It pretty much continues on with prompting or manding session, whether it be at home or out in the community.  And now with me working in an autism classroom Pooh doesn’t have any way to get out of it. 🙂

But today was different. I wasn’t to be mom, maid, wife or anything,  just  me and take care of myself. So that’s what I did. I was on strike for 8 hours till the kids got home.

As I waved Pooh off to school; and watched his bus drive off, there was a lump in my throat. Its been two years since I’ve been alone all day. I can’t even recall the last time I designated one day for me, and I felt a bit guilty, . But  I needed to nevertheless.

I started off with an eye appointment at 8 am. The clerk was great and patient with me since I didn’t seem to know the right things to ask for. I laughed a little realizing the importance of our  kiddos in the class learning what to ask for, cause it was a struggle. Then the great news, my eyes are getting a little worse.

Regardless I left feeling accomplished. Then I wondered what else I could do. I stopped to see Pooh’s hair dresser and she looked surprised to see me alone. But I love her to pieces. She went back to mix up some color and assumed why I was there. We talked in the past, about me coloring my hair but it was hard that with the kids always with me. She knows me well. I sat down didn’t have to say a word and she colored away.

The Chiropractor called, made an appointment for Wednesday right after the kids eye appointments. Whew! after work that day is going to be busy. I guess that’s eating out night. 🙂

It was already 11:30 and I was getting hungry. My first thought, was to go somewhere quick to get everything done but no, this was my day. I went to a bar for lunch. Something I haven’t done in about 8 years. I wondered where the time had went. Attempting to order for myself was even a struggle. Couldn’t understand how someone can be so in control with her kids with advocating and fighting for their rights and I struggle to order myself a simple lunch. But I joked my way through it with the waitress and got it done.

My next accomplishment wasn’t an easy one. I have a fear of dentists, but I found a nice place that is willing to help me get the rest of my teeth removed. I’m in a lot of pain. Constantly. Pooh tries  to hug me cheek to cheek and I jump in pain, smiling hurts, and eating is a chore.

It was time for Pooh to get home, And thought I got a taste of how the other half-lives, but nothing tops getting a major meaningful hug like I do from Pooh, It makes everything all better

 

So This Is How The Other Half Lives
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