Instruction manual

I feel like I need an instruction manual to my life these days. I am out of suggestions on how to make things run smoother and I am quickly running out of patience.

I am frustrated with Marc and how we can't seem to get on the same page about stuff with Lucas. I am trying to get him to realize that we need to start putting Lucas to bed awake so that he can learn to put himself to sleep. I do not want to spend the next year rocking him to sleep after his bottle. And he won't be on a bottle before bed much longer. Marc doesn't seem to realize that-even though the doctor said that to us last week. I am tired of justifying the way things run at the center we use. If he doesn't like it, he can start looking for another place. This is one of the best in the area. What choice do we have? His mom hasn't offered any of her services lately.

I am frustrated with Lucas because he is in a clingy phase right now. There aren't enough hours in the day to hold him and get everything else done in the house that I need to.

I am frustrated with work because morale stinks and nothing is going to be done about it. We are headed into our busiest time of the year and no one is happy. I just get so drained. One opportunity I was hoping would pan out for me I just found out they made their hiring decision. I wasn't even granted an interview. I know I have the skills to kick butt in the position-a bit of a discouragement.

I am frustrated with my body-I have been trying to get over this cold for two weeks now. It is starting to move into my chest. Unless someone takes Lucas for a day on the weekends, I don't have an opportunity to get the sleep I need to kick this.

And I miss my family. I get homesick every couple of years-crazy I know. I haven't lived in Buffalo since 1996! But I want to spend time hanging out on my parent's deck, talking with my dad. I want to visit with my sister and her family, watching the boys destroy the house. I want to sit around my parent's fire pit and think about the times we went camping.

I am just not a happy camper these days.