Friday

I just woke up from an after work nap. The kids are at their dads house for the week. My daughter comes here after school everyday whether it's her week with her dad or not and her dad picks her up on his way home from work. After she left I fell alseep and slept for 5 hours.
I spoke to my boss about the difficult time I'm having in my own head in regards to taking care of our patient who is a sexual offender.He feels pretty much the same as I do.......and while he didn't say anything to change the situation I felt better in just being able to talk about it with someone. My boss is a pretty good guy. I don't give him near enough credit for all that he does. I know I can be a difficult person while at work..some of the time I'm an out and out pain in the ass....I'm burned out and struggle everyday with the "joys" of nursing. Just yesterday I came this close to strangling a family member........ but my boss tolerates me, and for that I am grateful.
My son is still in negotiations wiht the seller of the house he would like to buy. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that it all goes the way it's supposed to go......his little sister can't wait till he gets moved in. She's already asked if she can spend the night at his new house. I find myself getting tearful when I think about him moving out. I know he'll be fine, and I look forward to helping him get his new home in order......but in my heart he's still my innocent, curly haired, brown eyed little Bub......time has flown by....when did he become a man, and have I done all that a parent is supposed to do..... it's so difficult letting go.