Ugh I am now awake enough to acknowledge that I hurt all over. Thank God day three of yoga is "rest" day (I've tried making it something else in the past, but the outcome is never good. LOL).
Kiddo is doing fine. I think I hope he gets a job soon even almost sooner than myself,. (That's not true, I am in far more dire financial straits than him) although I hope we BOTH do.
Man, employment sure has gotten more litigious in recent times. I'm not enjoying the 2 month waits between accepting a position vs. starting a position, not with the jail, not with this. It's horribly nerve wracking.
However, I successfully moved on to day FIVE. The incentive day. LOL, I can't decide whether to get it over with or wait. Either one has advantages.
Man, it's working though and although I still maintain a stony silence for the husband's first cup of coffee, he actually reenters all chirpy like, instead of like, saying, "You didn't to X, you suck at Y I hate you, we should get a divorce oh it was varied but endless."
I just thought he'd turned into, you know, a giant version of Oldbroad's birthday picture. IDK I guess sleep deprivation is an effective torture method. This is awesome, since he's doing lots more stuff other than complaining.
Anna