Last night, my husband told our daughter that her boyfriend couldn’t spend the night here. She said that if he couldn’t then she wouldn’t either. I have no idea where they stayed last night, or where they’re staying tonight. Is she walking the streets all night? Sleeping on a park bench? Or did they find somewhere to stay?
I spent the day at my parents’ house visiting them and my sister. I had a great day and forgot about things for a little bit. We had a barbecue for lunch and corn-on-the-cob for supper. Yum! I showed my sister how to do some stuff on the computer. I think she really appreciated it. I let her copy some of my songs onto her laptop.
When I got home, I asked my son how his day went. He had fun skateboarding as usual. I got him a bedtime snack. (Ice cream!)
I asked my husband how his day went. He said it was just like any other day. Then he said something nice and I felt like crying because I thought he’d be upset with me and he wasn’t. I know that doesn’t make any sense, but that’s how I feel. Everything is still getting to me. Thank God the Peer Support Centre is open tomorrow. I really need to talk to somebody. I see my counsellor on Wednesday. I wish this situation with my daughter would improve. I don’t know if my husband remembers what he said the other day or not. I’ve been thinking about it all last night and today. I could hardly sleep last night. I kept waking up every couple of hours.
I hope they let my daughter get on Welfare. Then they’ll have their own money and a place to stay and we won’t have to worry about them either staying here or on the streets. Thanks for listening to my rambling again!