A Lighter Day, Still Full
January 14, 2026 felt lighter than most recent days, I did less cleaning than usual, which almost felt strange in itself, but the day still stayed full in quieter ways. Morning school runs came and went, and then again in the afternoon—routine, familiar, steady.
In between, I played some games, not as an escape, but as a way to slow my mind down. Sometimes that's all I need: something simple to keep my thoughts from running ahead of me.
Time Together
After school, Isabella and I went over to Eve's house to hang out for a bit. Nothing complicated—just being there, existing in the same space. Later, I had to pick up Kayla from work, drop her off, then grab Brandon from home before heading back aain.
Eventually, the kids—Eve's girls, Isabella, Brandon, and The Sister's son—went to youth group. Watching that many kids head off together always reminds me how layered life gets when families overlap. It's messy, but it's also real.
After youth group wrapped up, we went home and the night settled into something calmer.
A Choice That Sparked Conflict
Later that night, after 11pm, I made the decision to have a sleepover at Eve's house—without Isabella. It wasn't a careless decision, and it wasn't spontaneous in the way it might look from the outside.
Isabella was already asleep. I asked my mother to babysit, knowing she'd be home. I also asked my oldest, Tyler, to help keep an eye on her, knowing he's usually awake late anywy. I didn't leave chaos behind. I left a plan.
Still, my mother wasn't happy. It turned into an argument, with accusations of irresponsibility thrown my way. That part hurt—not because I doubt myself, but because it feels like no amount of though or preparation ever seems to count.
Quiet at the End of the Day
I went to Eve's house and we spent a little time together before settling into bed. There was no rush, no big conversation—just closeness. It took me a while to fall asleep, my mind still buzzing from the day and the argument, but I eventually managed to get a couple of hours of rest.
What I'm Sitting With
I'm learning that making space for connection doesn't mean I'm abandoning responsibility. It means I'm human. It means I'm allowed to need rest, affection, and presence just as much as anyone else.
Tonight wasn't about escape.
It was about balance—even if not everyone sees it that way.