Last night was one of those nights were my attitude, SO's attitude, and SD10's attitude all collided and led to an evening where we all did our own thing and barely talked to each other. I've been having car trouble and I'm stressed about how much it will cost to fix it (it's a lot) and work has also been stressful. SO was just having a bad day. We all stopped at the grocery store before we came home. I kept asking SO if we needed things and SD kept answering for him. I finally told her, after the third time she did it, "Hey, I'm asking dad if we need these things. If I want your input, I'll ask." SD stopped answering for him and instead starting asking SO for things. "Dad, can we get X,Y, and Z?" Like Jesus Christ I almost walked out of the store but I had stuff to get. We were getting ready to get into the check outline when SD says, "Dad, can I get some bagels?" I almost screamed. I dk about your grocery stores, but ours keeps the bagels refrigerated and it is far from the check out. The store was extremely busy and (I'm a diabetic) my blood sugar was slowly going down. I had mentioned it to SO a few minutes before and said we needed to hurry up. Then SD asked about the bagels. Sure enough, we have to turn around go get them, then go get in line. Checking out was a disaster. Our scanner crashed in the middle of checking out and I'm watching my blood sugar hit 100, 90, 81... 

We finally left and got home with enough time for me to slam some juice so I didn't die.

When we were having dinner SD was talking to SO and only SO even though we were all at the table. Fine with me because SD is a disgusting eater. She was eating veggie straws and crunched and chewed every single one so loud I could have heard it from space. (FYI: This was a pet peeve of mine LONG BEFORE I met SD. I have ALWAYS hated loud eaters. So gross.) She made the, "AHHH" sound after she took a drink of her juice box and then drank it dry and continued to suck on it to make that... well you know, the empty juice box noise. She also has a spacer on the roof of her mouth and often gets food stuck in there and has to make this noise that sounds like she's clearing her throat and coughing at the same time. I do not enjoy it, but I know she has to do it sometimes so I'm a little more forgiving.

So after that... what did I do? 

I left. I went on a walk to the ice cream shop about 5 blocks from our house and had a treat. I ate it outside in the warm summer air and I enjoyed the quiet. I sat for a long time in a park and I didn't think about anything going on at home. Then, I walked home, took a shower, watched some TV, read a little of my book, and went to bed. I didn't engage with SD (she was playing in her room the entire evening) and SO and I talked a little bit.

Honestly, looking forward to the next 48 hours when SD is with BM. We've had her since Monday evening and I am 100% ready for her to go to her mom's for the next couple days. Don't worry, we'll have her this weekend until mid next week again. (BM's work doesn't allow for a set schedule so we basically have SD when BM is working.) Next week SD is having surgery and getting her tonsils out. I don't think I'm fully prepared for the drama that's about to happen with that. SD loveeesss attention and loves being fussed over. So, I'll let that be everyone else's job.