Have I really been home only a week?  It seems so much longer than that.  And was I really ever cold?  That doesn't seem likely on a day like this when it's stuffy and sticky.

I feel as if there's an emotional disconnect going on.  Intellectually I know that the baby is growing and changing and learning and I'm not there to share any of it, which should break my heart.  But emotionally I can't deal with that, so I've kind of built a wall around it.  He's incredibly special to me but he's not a daily part of my life, just as the girls aren't.  So the love is on-going but the shared experience only happens when we talk or Skype, or during those precious times we are together.  In between, I kind of live my life without them being part of it.  I know it will really smack me in the face when we do see him and I see how much he has changed--and that I am a complete stranger to him.  But until then...I am happy knowing things are going well and they are all happy.  What more can I expect or ask for?

Have spent much time playing catch up with things here, whether it's filing or bookkeeping, or household junk (it's the time of year for all kinds of service people to do their thing) or personal stuff.  Back to tutoring and she was happy to have me back--we have established a good working relationship, even when we're not getting very far!  She has decided to try the placement test this summer and do her remedial courses in the fall.  I have assured her that I won't abandon her and will continue on during the remedial courses--not doing her work for her, but being there to tutor as needed.  I am proud of how her expectations have become more realistic during our time together.

Saw the foot doctor and had a cortesone injection in my foot--boy did that hurt!  I've had them before and I don't recall them being so painful, but this one involved the nerve where others didn't.  It has definitely made a difference, so we're on the way to sorting this foot mess out.  I go back in 2 weeks so that we can evaluate what comes next.

The husband is very unhappy with work--isn't everyone these days?  It stinks because we were hoping that his last few years could be enjoyable, but instead he dreads going to work and hopes that a decent retirement package will materialize.  Not what we envisioned at this point/age, but no one should hate going to work every day.  (I guess no one should hate staying home either, come to think of it.)

Saw Duplicity--it was okay.  Hoping to see Sunshine Cleaning this week, but I have all these work people coming and going, so I'm not sure.

Tomorrow would have been JLO's due date.  Instead...happy month-aversary to my perfect grandson!