Bad night last night. Couldn't sleep. Indigestion. Fell asleep around 2-2.30. Weird to consider that a big deal, but early rising and such, combined with age, well, it just doesn't work to be up late any more. The day was OK, took Tommy to get a burrito at Sweet Pea before dropping at hotel afterwards. He wanted to come over tonight and I said no. Came home, worked, ran a couple grocery errands, and he asked again later. I checked and confirm Jen was cool with it and I told him only if he found his own entertainment, I need some downtime. I dropped him at "Tallon"'s house on Harwood and returned. Put on headphones and set about some chores while revisiting "Tin Matinee". Awesome music. However, while dumping the 7 containers of "Ruben Stew" that neither of wanted, into the garbage disposal, it clogged. I might have caught it earlier had I not been blasting music but the clog caused the stew to block the drain, backup out of the laundry drain and all over the laundry room floor. Entire evening spent working around that whole cleanup effort. So much for downtime. Plus Tommy's pestering for a sleepover or for endless funds is getting me pissed. His presence here was a concession for him, and he's pushing the boundaries. Really makes me angry when he fails to stop nagging, but it's a learned way to get what he wants. Or had been.
I'm glad i'm continuing to meditate. I've backed off the aggressive press for daily at any cost, as that cost can mean not being present and getting any benefit from the effort at all. But i'm staying with it and finding it beneficial to do so. I'm going to make it a goal tomorrow to NOT let Tommy hang out. I need the downtime, I need the space to deal with the plumbing situation, and he'll be back Sunday anyway.
