A stocking stuffer gift for hubby was a promise to go the Carter Library in Atlanta. He loves that kind of nerdy (boring) adventures and wanted "doing" gifts for Christmas.
It's taken a long time to plan a day -- we're going with friends so woo hoo -- lots less boring. Don't get me wrong, I like history, but I don't need to read every single plaque on every single display.
We live in museum (library) opposite worlds. I read quickly, look quickly, move through the displays. Hubby is usually rooms behind me reading every word. It's ironic since he rarely reads anything. You'd think he'd love a history book -- nope. And, also odd since I enjoy reading.
Friends along for the ride will help balance us out.
PJ and I slept in the big bed last night and everyone did great. We need to solidify housebreaking (about 60% there) and get his flea bites feeling better and we should be in good order. He HATES being outside so there's that too, but less important -- he's a house dog right now :)
Getting up early is not a great option this week with new foster duty. I get up and spend all the time tending to dogs in shifts. One gets "finished" in time for the next to hear me and get up. Repeat this 3 times and there goes my morning. I'm up, but not doing anything for myself. I'll need another plan for some of my morning routine until PJ acclimates.
I read 1.5 of the 2 books on narcissism -- both short and easy reads. It's been helpful since this family member is in full narcissist bloom with me. Helpful, but still hard. There is no easy solution and no "fix" for the relationship. It's taken a lifetime to realize it. Thankfully, I have a sister and aunt who have lived this too -- we all support each other when we find ourselves in the crosshairs.
Short and sweet today since I didn't get my early time. Looking forward to today -- dog free afternoon (I need a break), overcast day and afternoon with friends. We're grabbing an early dinner downtown -- fun Monday. None of us work right now, so Monday can be fun - hah. Later gators.
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