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Since Billy and Colleen both have to work on Easter, we celebrated Easter Saturday this year. There were a few minor glitches, like the time when Robin took an enormous bite out of the bunny cake before we’d even frosted it and I went crazy because omg now the bunny has only half a head!…
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Since Billy and his sister have to work on Easter Sunday, we are celebrating tomorrow, which means coloring Easter eggs tonight. We tried marbling this year, but it didn’t work very well. It wasn’t for lack of trying. We also finally put our Christmas tree out on the curb for pickup today. Seems kind of…
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My proposal went over well this morning, which was a great way to start my day. There is hope on the horizon. For some reason I am exhausted and have a headache tonight. Think I’ll go to bed early.
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I felt pretty proud of myself today. My stroke of brilliance yesterday held up to a good night’s sleep and seems even stronger today. Fixing things makes me so happy. You know what else makes me happy? Watching Robin do gymnastics. She hangs in there with those seven-year-olds. There is one little girl in her…
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Before I even started work today, I went for a run, did the dishes and cleaned the kitchen, took the kids to school, and went to the gym. And then when I got to work, I solved all my problems of the last few months in a moment of sheer enlightenment. (Modesty becomes me.) I…
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It’s only Monday and I’m already two days behind where I was on Friday. What is this garbage? However, I did receive some more goodies for my patio project and I am now even more excited about it.
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I’ve been wanting a backyard sanctuary since before I had a backyard. I’m feeling ready to make a true effort. It won’t be the $30,000 version I had in mind originally, but I think it will be nice. I have a screened in tent, some cushion covers, string lights, a shopping list, and a plan.…
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I’ve become a big fan of ChatGPT at work, but it has repeatedly let me down at home. Every family activity it has suggested has been a giant bust with only one exception, and there was no way it could have predicted that my old boss would show up randomly at the restaurant it suggested…
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The kids had a half day today, so Robin and I went to Leaderboard and played video games for a while before getting ready for tonight’s middle school dance. Looking at these two tonight, I really have to wonder what the heck happened to my babies?? At this point I have no chance of surviving…
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I had such a hard time waking up this morning to go for my run, but I’m glad I did. It is pretty much the only sanity I’ve had this week, and I’m so grateful for it. Today was a little better than the rest of the week, but it ended on a sour note…
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I finished the day with a splitting headache. There is just so much riling me up at work and I can’t control my ire. I have a clearer idea of what I can throw off my plate; now I just need to find the time to do it. First I need to recover.
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Work is trying to kill me again. I am not really sure why I can’t keep up, but I finished the day drained and couldn’t really articulate why. I am grateful for the time I get to myself in the car while Christina’s at dance, though. It’s nice to have the peace and quiet. Although…
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Back to work today, and it was a stressful day. It took all of about six minutes for me to begin feeling annoyed, 23 minutes to feel angry, and an hour and a half to become irate. After that I was just tired and overwhelmed. But undeterred! Christina made tacos for dinner and then I…
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I got a lot done today, starting with a much-needed run and ending with a highly admirable family effort to clean up the yard so it can be mowed tomorrow. There are three orange blossoms on Christina’s tree, and even the dead hydrangea managed one little baby cluster of leaves to give us some hope.…
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In retrospect, this year’s spring break was generally poorly planned. We spent five of the last eight days in the car. Our day in NYC was kind of a bust. And today everyone was so worn out from all the traveling that we left Sea World after only half a day. I can’t say I’m…
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