Are there every times that you think you're making perfect sense but get the feeling that everyone around you thinks you're nuts?  Yeah, I think everyone has probably experienced this.  It's maddening, especially when you don't know if you've had enough sleep to really trust your emotions.  Ugh.

Thanks for the comments from the previous post.  I do let myself cry and be upset but then have an actual dialogue about it.  We had a lot of "talks" that Friday, and things seem to be better...for now.

This weekend pretty much revolved around our dryer.  The damn thing stopped heating again, so we said no more.  We had it in our heads that we would buy a brand new washer and dryer.  We read reviews and ratings until we were cross eyed.  We sat at Lowe's and stared into the abyss of "shiny and new," calculating a $1500 bill minimum.  And after all that, we came home and bought a new to us dryer off Craigslist for $100.  Yep.  Works great.

In between all that, securing the dryer hose so that a rat stops making its home in it, as well as taking care of - ya know - our baby, we barely did shit else.  We did go to dinner at a friend's house tonight.  It was a good time but would have been better if it hadn't pushed Maddie's bedtime back by about two hours.  I started to lose my mind in realizing that our routine was going to be completely turned upside down.  We have to have a routine; it's the only thing that keeps some of our sanity intact.  Joe drank happily and played with his friend, while I started to white knuckle it and grit my teeth.  I don't know how to coordinate something like that properly because how do you accept a dinner invitation and then dictate what time you eat....  "Hey, we need to eat about 5:30pm because our baby goes to bed at 7."  And I'm not down with trying to get her bedtime started at someone else's house because then we just come home, wake her up in the process, and start all over.  We survived, though.  I'm doing my best to be flexible with a child.  However, with Joe leaving tomorrow for the week, I would have liked to have gotten things at the house more squared away.

Oh well.