Sometimes I am so dense. When I got to work I had a text from Traci letting me know that she had decided again to not move down here. She had went back and forth a couple of times over the weekend. My first reaction was really relief. And then it hit me. The little man felt like I did with a little bit of anxiousness, fear, change. And that explains all those meltdowns. He has a meltdown when he can't express what his emotions are doing.
The last time we had a roommate...Grammy...it didn't work out very well. He was also worried about me leaving them with Traci. He was upset about her getting his room because it has the lock on the door. He was just feeling put out. And I wasn't looking at it from his perspective.
Hopefully we can get back to some sense of normalcy soon now that we know what the problem was. I think it is time to clean his room and maybe do some more to it to make it "his".
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