First I’d take a deep breath. Then I’d ask myself? Will this make a difference in a year? If the answer is no, the just let it go. I do it myself to my own kids and my mother does it to me. When I do it to my own kids they’ll say “hey, let’s use this butter I have in my hand until we find some you like better” or “are these the skewers you’re talking about or do you have some new magic skewers that I don’t know about?”
I’m sure both of your nerves are shot. It’s difficult the mesh back together after living apart. I’m sure you want to go back to your own home, have your own space, and do what you want to do when you want to do it.
The end is in sight, perhaps not as quickly as you want it to be, but it’s almost over. As my father used to say “with all you’ve been through, you can finish the rest standing on your head, blindfolded, with your hands tied behind your back.” Fingers crossed for a good report on Tuesday.
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I've been married for 24 years and have four wonderful children.
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