Dyl and I were watching the fish this afternoon, and he says, out of nowhere, "Jesus makes time go back and forth. Right now, he is making it go forth."

I looked at him and said, "Well, I really wish he'd make it go back."

"Why?'

"Well, I wish there were some things I could do differently."

"What things?" Dyl is an inquisitive little guy.

"Grown-up things."

"Well, if I had one wish, I would wish he would make it go back so you could do those things the other way. And also so I could play my DS some more." And of course, the emotional mess I am burst into tears and let him play his DS ;) I love that kid.

And that pretty much sums up the day.

First, no matter how much I deny it or act like its going to get better, I know it's not and I am going to have to have surgery on this eye again. And that sucks.

On top of that, you know that person that tries to make things better, but in their efforts only succeeds in making them worse? Yeah, that would be me. My heart is always in the right place, but damn, do I screw shit up.

And last but not least, I get home (late...go figure, its always when you are least equipped to deal with it) and Austin has somehow locked himself in the bathroom and is now traumatized (not to mention tired from the mess he made of my bathroom).

The only thing that has me holding it together is knowing tomorrow will be a 4 hour workday leading into a 3 day weekend. Step up, people...I need some more distraction.