Recovering from Mothers Day

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Anyone spending today feeling like they've lost an entire lifetime this past weekend?

Being married to an NT with two daughters mother's day is like a living hell for me.

I love mothers, I really do. I mean, I really do.

Today is a day of recovery!

I am not too fond of holidays, and I'm NT. I keep thinking someone should make a line of cards to reflect this type of thing, but I guess no one wants to be sued for emotional distress. I would give examples of the greeting cards but I'm not sure it would be funny.

Our anniversary is coming up and I don't want any special hoopla. I've even said no gifts for me and I do like gifts. Right now we are a bit strapped though, and so that would only add stress for both of us. He does need a new shaver so I will get him the one he chose. I don't have a practical need for anything particular right now.

As for Mother's Day, I felt pressure about it for weeks. There are high expectations on me, without going into all the details. I pretty much failed but I did do a couple of nice things. I would've loved to be there in person but it wasn't feasible.

Overall, holidays aren't that pleasant for most people. It's like being forced to have fun. I think only a real extrovert who is brimming with confidence would enjoy all holidays.

I spent most of my time in my room with the computer while everyone else chatted and visited an my son played outside and I cleaned when everyone went for a walk while my son was napping. I didn't really get anything for Mother's day and it doesn't bother me.

My husband was exhausted and grouchy from working a double shift so he was grumbling about needing to stay in a hotel to get any rest on his only day off and I was kinda sick of hearing about it so I told him I wished he would go to a hotel so he told me to shut the F*** up.

So the boy and I left about 11, went shopping and ran errands, came back about 3 and had a late lunch/early supper, and left again to go to the park and play. While at the park, we ran into some very rude people who yelled at my guy (ADHD, PDD-NOS, and only 4 for crying out loud!) for messing with their cheap-o plastic kite. I took him (and myself) for an ice-cream cone to help cheer us up after the meanies and right as we were leaving the park, DH called and asked if we'd pick up some chicken tenders for supper. I told him sure, but we were going to get an ice-cream first. It was almost his bedtime when we finally got home. And DH wasn't happy with how long it took for us to get home with his dinner even though I told him we were going somewhere else first. .

I am soooo glad it's Monday!

Hated yesterday.

Bad enough I'm on a diet with pre-packeged foods that make going out largely pointless anyhow. I skipped 3 meals to have 600 calories to play with. Ordered a salad...no dressing. It was bad (who likes salad without dressing...but I'm on a diet).

The restaurant wasn't crowded, but being largely isolated most days, the chatter of people at other tables and the music (with lyrics) coming from the speaker in the ceiling got on my nerves real fast. It was like dozens of little things demanding my attention and I wasn't up to tuning them out. I was glad to get out of there.