Not much sleep last night with Henry getting sick twice and both in my bed which was entertaining.  

Not much sleep last night with Henry getting sick twice and both in my bed which was entertaining.  

Sheets washed and comforter now washing.  We slept downstairs, he on couch and me in Dad’s old chair which was anything but comfortable, though I did sleep.  Not much, but I think enough to function.

Thought about taking a quick hour charger nap or sleep extension when Henry woke up, having Jack and Emmie watch him upstairs but no.  And, he demanded go downstairs.  So, with the espresso I bought yesterday while shopping I’m into the day.  First sip now…

Thinking about NaNoWriMo and it’s not for me.  It’s for people that have more time to write, not single dads.  This may be an excuse, but that’s what I’m feeling.  Taking the pressure off and shoving nerves to the side.

Made Henry a waffle, not touching.  Maybe he does have a bug.  Suggested I covid test him, but…. shit.  He’s not going to go for that, obviously.

Mood low, not confident in parental practice nor  in day itself and only 9:37.

Another double.  Needed.  Laugh all this off.  Only method that’ll work.  I have no advice for other parents, single or shackled.  But if I could recommend anything, it’d be that. Find the funny in the not-so.