Journal Entry 17

I was sleeping soundly. Joshua was lying on his side in front of me. I was snuggled in close with my arm draped around his abdomen and my nose tucked into the back of his neck. Life was good. I was comfortable. The chaos of the world was somewhere else. Peaceful moments of bliss are far and few between so when you have one you savor every moment. I was doing that, I was savoring; which is why I was a little peeved when my peaceful slumber was suddenly interrupted.

I heard a crash in the hallway and then the door to our room is flung open by a very drunk Kate. She stumbles in, lands on the foot of the bed and slides onto the floor with a thump. She starts laughing uncontrollably. I said a few things that I shouldn’t have but at the time, they seemed appropriate. Joshua just sits on the bed and says nothing. That is until I mentioned that he should probably pick his drunken sister up off the floor and toss her into her own room.

After that moment, the day didn’t get any better. Joshua took his sister to her room. The yelling and crying that happened after they got there could be heard over the entire fort. I covered my head with my pillow and tried to drown out the yelling. When Joshua returned to our room, he was not in a very good mood. He was no longer sleepy so he dressed and went to start his day. I tried to have a conversation with him before he left but he wasn’t interested. He acted as if he was mad at me for what his sister had done.

I don’t think Joshua said two words to anyone today. Kate woke up mid afternoon to get something to eat. I wanted to say something to her but didn’t. I had nothing positive to say. I was angry and didn’t think that would help the situation.