Take A Breath, A Slow Breath

Two days until court date. It's hard to keep my focus on anything, but the non-stop vigil by the computer for several weeks has worn me out. My brain's going 90 miles an hour, but my body is exhausted. We had friends visiting for a couple of days, which was great distraction, but also more exhausting. I'm busier this week with other things and not checking the e-mail so often. I'm not sure if that's any easier--my brain still thinks about those girls whether I'm in front of the computer or not. The boys started their summer swimming lessons today. James had a blast, but Tommy decided he was not going to enjoy it and did not like his teacher so he screamed for me for the last ten minutes. Not exactly distracting or relaxing. Hopefully he'll get used to his teacher soon so the next two weeks isn't more stressful. He's done swimming lessons many times before, but it was the first time I didn't have to swim with him and he was alone with the teacher. It was funny that the teacher put up with him screaming, "Leave me alone!" in her ear for ten minutes. If I was her, I would have dumped him off on his mother and advised her to keep him out of the pool for the next ten years. I guess that's why I'm not a teacher and why I take the boys there for swim lessons. James and Tommy's different reactions to new situations definitely show their individual personalities. Did they really have the same parents?