Initially, I was not going to write here, there was something urging me to do so. I thought I would write about my daughter, and how stubborn she has become, wanting to do everything her way. Which I allow her to do until she just gets so frustrated that I help her, even though she always refuses my help at the on set of the activity or task. It is cute now, but I see she is the type that likes to learn from trial and error, that is okay now, but eventually she will have to learn from the experiences of others. She is smart, I am sure that she will catch on fast. I have been thinking about a beach house lately, somewhere I can go in the weekend where Naomi will have room to run around without fear of a vehicular man slaughter. I just want a porch a breeze no near by neighbors, and the sounds of the waves. I think about vacation more than anything else. Nice peace and quiet. I wish that Naomi's father was responsible so I could have a break at least one weekend out of each month. So I could go to the movies or mall without having to either take a day off from work or hire a babysitter. Or even start to date again. Wishful thinking, but I have faith it will all work out. Well. I am tired, and I need to stop looking at this bright screen so that I may be able to get some rest. If the urge to write returns....I will do so.
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