If you missed the start of this series, you can find it here. A lot of things will be the same or very similar.
Daughter made “white chicken” for Ben last night. When it was time to run his bath, I was taking pictures so Daughter did it. I brought him in from outside because that’s his game now. Bath time, dinner time, whatever = run away. He has always been an eloper. It’s a game, making someone come get him.
I continued taking pictures, doing Sciencey Stuff, but I could hear that Daughter and Ben were arguing. He came running past me half undressed. Daughter had gotten the jacket, tie, vest and button down shirt off him, but he was still wearing the long pants, socks and shoes. I brought him back in, got the rest of the clothes off him and sent him to the bathroom.
I was getting ready to do more Science and watch for Parrots when I heard Ben scream in his Angry Voice “Gramma to do it!”. Daughter yelled back “Fine! Grandma can do it!” Great… I put my phone away and went to bathe the mawster.
After he was clean and playing, I went back to see if there was any visible Sun left. Not really. I’d missed it. Par for the course of the day. I cleaned up the dominoes, chalk and various other scattered stuff, then I covered Sven and edited the pictures I’d taken. Daughter put Ben to bed, then went to her room.
I did my Night Stuff, cleaned up the mess that Daughter hadn’t bothered with, grabbed the food she’d made for me (a soup with chicken broth, chicken, carrots, celery, onions, heavy cream, parmesan cheese and cheese tortellini), turned off the AC and opened the windows. I wrote and read email, did some WP stuff and worked on putting the day behind me.
Eventually I ate and took my pill. It was probably sometime around 11pm, I don’t know for sure, nor do I know when I konked out.
Ben was up before the sun again. He was wiggling under my blankets when Daughter said “Good Morning.” from my door. I stayed in bed. She was up, she could take care of Ben.
I should’ve just gotten up. I dozed but Ben was very hyper again and he kept Bouncing me. Maybe he thought the bedquakes would be soothing, like rocking a baby to sleep. I have doubts because one of the times he Bounced me, he jammed his elbow into my sore spot. Kid has perfect aim… gotta give him that. I yelled… it hurt, I couldn’t help it. Reminded me of when my ex would wake me up, by hitting me with a pillow over and over, so he could yell at me for something or the other.
A little while later Ben decided it would be hysterical to roar at top volume, right into my ear. When I told him to stop and covered my ear with my hand, he pulled my hand away and roared again. I told him he was hurting me and he laughed. Daughter had come to see what was going on. He roared again and ran off.
Just as I was dozing back off, she came and asked me if I smelled something buring. I didn’t, but I gave up and got up. It was 7:15am.
I got coffee, and uncovered and fed Sven. He made a mess and missed his target as usual, then went to his rock.
Ben had been outside in his dirt hole, but must’ve sensed when I got up and started moving around cuz he came back inside to Bounce me, making me spill the coffee I was taking a drink of. Luckily it had cooled off a little bit.
At 9:30 Daughter asked Ben if he wanted to talk to his teachers, if he wanted to sit in the Chair Of Zoom. He ran off to the bathroom. She encouraged him to try to poop. We’re still trying to get him to get it out.
He didn’t try, and he didn’t Zoom. He had Zooms scheduled for 9:30, 10:30 and 11:30 today. Around 10:00 I went to ask Daughter what the plan was for taking Ben to get shot. She told me she was gonna try to get him to Zoom at least once. She had given him a stimulant laxative this morning, so she was kinda waiting to see if that had any effect. Her paycheck had been deposited to her account (Hallelujah! Good news!) and she needed to do some laundry. We talked about the fact that Vons is open until 8pm so we can take Ben in anytime. I told her that she needed to call and make sure they got the delivery, that they have the med. She said she would call. The rest of the stuff we’d see how things went. A lot depended on Ben and his mood.
He was in the dirt hole at 10:30, so no Zooming. He came insideq about five minutes later. I talked to him about using the baño and that he would feel better after. He didn’t respond. He was busy playing with Zeus and giving me bedquakes. Daughter brought meds at 10:45.
Just before 11:00 Ben left and went back to the living room. He didn’t Zoom at 11:30. I guess Daughter decided that she wasn’t going to push it. After the day we had yesterday, I fully supported that decision. He was doing his chalk thang and he doesn’t like being interrupted. I was lucky he had just started when I needed to use the baño, I was able to get him to scoot (he likes the light from the skylight) so I could close the door.
Ben came in to hang out on my bed with me several times throughout the afternoon. At 1pm I hollered out the med alarm and Daughter brought meds to him in my room. Shortly after taking the meds he went back to the living room for a while. Around 2pm Daughter came into my room and handed me her phone. I knew she was ordering food and handing me the menu. It was Applebees. I ordered three cheese penne with grilled chicken. I won’t have to figure out what to eat tonight. After placing the order, she called the pharmacy to make sure the shot medication had arrived and to schedule a time slot. The medication was there and we were scheduled between 4:30pm and 5:00pm.
Ben brought his tablet, Oreos and Peppa Pig phone and Bounced onto my bed. I hollered out the 2:30pm med alarm. The food was delivered around 2:45. I ate my breadstick cuz they put it on top of the pasta, it would’ve been soggy. It’s a good thing I always add more cheese to all pasta dishes cuz the container I got looks like they put plain penne in it, then plopped a glob of sauce, put the chicken and some diced tomatoes and parsley on the glob and sent it off. I like my pasta to have sauce on all of it. Maybe I’m just weird. Well, I am weird, but I meant about the way I like my pasta.
We need to get ready and get Ben ready to go get his shot. He’s not good about wearing a mask, hopefully it won’t be a problem. We haven’t really taken him out anywhere in over six months. We rarely took him places before that. It’s difficult for us to control him at home, out in public… it was hard when he was little and we could carry him.
The past couple of days have seen me in a melancholy mood. I’m not sad, not really, and nothing is wrong. Maybe it’s the changing seasons, maybe Daughter is hormonal on I’m picking up on it, maybe the entire Earth is sad and I feel that. I’m very content with my life. I’d love more ME time, but it will come. My Zen is intact… but sometimes… sometimes… yeah.
Thanks for stopping by and hanging out. I’ll tell you about Ben’s shot tomorrow. It will either go well or it will be a disaster. We will be doing a little shopping while we’re out too. Daughter goes back to work tomorrow night, so I’ll be Driving Miss Daisy. We’ll also be doing laundry. Will I see the Quarter Lady? Come hang out with us, join our adventures. ¡Hasta mañana!