I just realized that it has been more than a month since I made any attempt at an entry. Wow. What can I say? My son is now considered autistic (probably Asperger’s) and my husband is suffering from social anxiety.
Seriously? If anyone had told me that my life would turn out this way, I’d probably have run off and joined the circus much earlier in life. Sigh.
Every time I think I have a grasp on things, something new springs up. It is like fixing holes in a dam with my fingers.
All in all, I think I am doing fairly well. I’ve survived most of the summer…and so have the children. I will admit that I may take the day off the first day of school and go play on the beach with a margarita…but still. I’m still here, mostly sane, and only tired 23 of the 24 hours in the day…
I think that the work that my husband and I are doing on our marriage is helping with his social anxiety. Well, more to the point, I think the improvements in our relationship are helping him COPE with his SAD better. I truly didn’t realize that his issues went beyond typical geeky shyness, but it does. Sigh. I’m trying to help a much as I can, and do the things that are simply too painful for him, but honestly, I really, REALLY need a vacation.