The alarm clock went off and Diana felt like smashing it. She was exhausted.
"Why do I feel so tired?,"asked Diana.
"We had a late night last night. You said you felt like a Catholic rebel," said William due to the fact they were using birth control.
"Oh my gosh,we were.. together.. Intimately, Oh that wasn't a dream? I think I was happy."
"You were happy, least little Spencer didn't walk in quoting statistics about how many Catholic women disagree with the church on birth control and how they are actually the majority of Catholic women."
"He didn't walk in did he? He didn't learn about all that last year,we withheld our 6 year old 5th grader from that, right?"
"Yes we did. No,he did not come in. No birds and the bees class this year."
"Oh thank goodness! I know I need to keep my routine and should have breakfast and my medication soon. But I'm tired."
"How about breakfast in bed,just this once."
"Can you get me those round waffles you put in the toaster and strawberries?"
"Sure, honey."
"This is a nice change." Diana tried to focus enough to read a few short articles in the newspaper while William made breakfast.
"Here you go, Princess Di." William entered carrying a tray of waffles and strawberries.
"Oh stop teasing me. I worry about her,you know."
"Who?"
"Princess Diana. She seems very unhappy. But her mother in law probably cares more about corgis than stopping stigma."
"My Grandma Worthington would be appalled and my law school classmate who moved here from London would say, bloody hell."
"Well, my own mother was so ashamed of my own mother,but they didn't know as much, back then. Your mother is wonderful."
" Yes, she is. But let's make sure everything is going well in this family, before we start worrying about the Royal Family."
" I suppose that makes sense."
"Good. I'm going to get my waffles now."
Diana looked confused a minute later.
"What did you do to your waffles?"
"Put peanut butter on them."
"Oh.. Can I try?"
"Sure."
After a bite she said," It's not that bad."
"That's how Spencer likes them."
"Oh.. Really? Am I a bad mother for not noticing?"
"No, Diana. It's all right. Do you care who showers first?"
"Go ahead."
Diana head a knock at the door.
"Spencer?"
"Mom, can I have coffee?"
"When you are 14. Come here,baby."
"Hey, you ate in bed. No fair. Want me to get the dishes?"
"Sure,honey."
" Can I go to Jeff's house?"
"Not until your room is picked up."
"Don't forget your laundry, Mom."
"Oh Spencer, you don't have to take care of me. That's not your job."
" I want to help you recover."
" I want you to have fun."
"Bye,Mom."
"William, should Spencer go to a support group for kids?"
"What?," said William emerging from the bathroom.
" He thinks he needs to take care of me."
"I'll ask Veronica to talk to him."
"Thanks, honey."
"He reminded me to do laundry and I reminded him to do his room."
"Good honey,don't hesitate to tell me if you are overstimulated."
" I love you." She embraced her husband feeling safe.
"I love you too. I heard Spencer ask for coffee."
"You think I should let him have my decaf?"
" I don't think it's necessary. I'll make coffee."
"See you soon." Diana began to get ready for her day and then sat with William drinking her decaf.
"Does this outfit make me look like Margaret Thatcher?"
"Kind of,but she does dress nice,you know. You have makeup on today. Very nice" William remembered reading that any change deserves praise. Although he sometimes secretly wished that his wife's recovery was faster and more linear.
"Thank you. Today we do our chores, play with Spencer and go to our support groups, have Veronica over for dinner. Do I really look nice with makeup?"
"Yes, do you want to pick up the cheeseburgers with me in Paradise?" William said, referring to the Vegas suburb.
"Don't sing the song now. Ask me later to decide." She thought the Jimmy Buffet song Cheeseburgers in Paradise did not need to be sung every month went they did their once a month fast food run at a place they liked,in Paradise.
"Ok,sounds good."
Weekends were exhausting for William, since Diana's recovery from her episode last year seemed to be going slow as usual,but he enjoyed spending time with Diana and got by with help from their friends and family. He accepted the fact that Diana didn't do as much housework as his Dad would have liked. Every time his Dad asked about if she was being a "good housewife" he told her they were a team and she did what she could when she could. He prayed for his Dad to stop being a stubourn man every day.