Hubby completed PIT (P.I.T.?) training a couple of weeks ago. I so want to do that. They got to ram other cops off the track.

He went into the class worried about back injuries. Several other deputies have complained of sore backs after the class. Hubby was pleasantly surprised that his back felt better after it.

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My work situation has been interesting. The shit hit the fan a few weeks ago with the coworker who gives us all problems. Thing seem to have settled down for now.

I'm having one of those poor me days and I'm not sure why. I have loving family & friends, a home, a job, and my health.

Some possibilities:

I'm sad my parents' visit is over (they were here for the weekend and are now enjoying a few sunny days at the beach).

I'm exhausted. Bean is waking 1-3 times a night coughing and choking on snot. It's the neverending cold.

Peanut was upset that I'll be picking him up from Pre-K today. He wanted Hubby. We had (another) little talk about how saying things like "Not again. I don't want you." is hurtful. I'm sick of the whining and bitching that pours forth from his mouth. Hubby and I are doing our best to work on his attitude and ingratitude.

Mom is on discharge status. Her mobile home needs to be sold, sooner rather than later. I cleaned it on Labor Day, then had the joy of more cleaning at my house. I'm so glad Mom is doing better but very, very apprehensive about her discharge and transition to living in the ALF. At least it's at a place she lived in before and she specifically requested it. Money is also going to be an issue.