I wish for one day to be stress free. I’d like to just be happy for 24 hours straight without someone throwing a wrench into it. I wish I knew how to get there. Maybe some yoga or meditation would help but I’d need a quiet space for that. There is no quiet space at my house. My only quiet time is at lunch when no one is home, like right now. This gives me a little time to gather my thoughts, throw in same wash and to just decompress. We can all use a little decompressing!
Today started out great. My son and his girlfriend were supposed to find out the sex of the baby, this is the third or fourth time I’ve been told this though. I was excited since we are planning a little “Sprinkle” for her and it would make gift giving a lot easier. Since I walk to work I am able to come home for lunch which is a nice way to have a little quiet time. Today when I got to the front door there was a big bright orange paper taped to it. It was letting my son know that he needs to contact the Sheriffs office because a warrant has been issued for him pertaining to a civil action for $260.
At least I can say it’s not drug related. It’s kind of sad when that is what you compare things to. Heck with all we’ve been through whats a simple civil charge in the grand scheme of things. $260 is a drop in the bucket compared to what we’ve spent. But it’s just the thought of yet another reason for the police to come to my house that makes me sick to my stomach. He was given the notice a month ago and all he needed to do was call and set up a hearing date. When is he going to learn to follow the rules?!

What should have been an exciting day has now become more stress. I know this is baggage I don’t need to carry but when it’s sat at my feet I do trip over it. I don’t know if he’ll bother calling until he’s picked up and forced to deal with this. In the meantime we are forced to deal with something that isn’t our problem. Addicts don’t see this. They don’t see what they leave laying around for their loved ones to trip over and they honestly don’t care. It’s very frustrating to have to tell a 30+ year old that it does matter to us, that it does affect our lives and it’s not fair to place us in a situation that is not of our doing. I guess the most frustrating part is that they won’t do anything about it. They won’t even think about it after they hang up the phone and they certainly won’t care when the same situation rises again which it will.
So I just continue to wish for one day, one day that is stress free, peaceful and quiet. Is that really too much to ask for?

Should I be more helpful?