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Friday - I have no idea. I know I did a lot of work, but I couldn't tell you now what it was. I think it was lots of "on the phone". Again.
Saturday - Gaming fail. Downwood was feeling really under the weather and I depend on him to help move plot along. And the players wanted to dive into a subplot I'd set up just for his character and he'd wandered off to nap, so I think everyone got frustrated and upset. I know I was really let down and wanted to just give up on the whole thing. Today, I'm feeling a bit more even about it - I know what I'm doing wrong and I hope my players will both forgive me and trust me that I can come up with something more structured for the next time.
Sunday - All the laundry. Emi's getting big enough to put her clothes away after I fold them. Ox...not so much.
I sometimes look at the cool things my kid-free friends get to do and I'm very jealous and wonder why I chose this. Then Ox comes running up to me and give me giant hugs or just wants me to hold him. And Emi tells me stories about how she's a pediatrician taking care of her sick babies. And things are a little better. And I probably wouldn't go out and do fun things, anyway, since I never did them when we didn't have kids.
Monday - All day meeting at werk. Literally. All day. Blergh.
Dance class was really nice. The core group was all there and we got to listen to the underwater guitar song in all its glory. It's the trippiest, weirdest, most awesome song. I'm not describing it well, but it's so over the top ridiculous that I love it. We worked on polishing the choreography a bit. It's really fast, so even the simple movements become hard if you're not thinking several steps ahead of yourself. It feels pretty good, though, and it's all there in the music, so that's kind of nifty.
Also, if you'd shown me this dance 7 years ago when I first started with teacher M and said "You'll be dancing this and not totally sucking", I probably would have laughed at you.
Today - I'm exhausted, sore, and very sad. I have a massage scheduled for this evening, so I made sure to get some Ox snuggles before I went to work. I can't go 2 days without seeing my little guy. He likes to go to bed really early - and usually wakes up early - so he might be asleep by the time I get home tonight. It won't be nearly so late as a dance class night, so Emi should still be up when I get home. I think I need this to get my back in order again.
I'm getting really run down by everything. I have a lot to do and no motivation to do it. I just want to crawl into a hole and sleep. I need to pick a weekend to go down and see my folks. I have a spa morning on Saturday. I have a new box of henna to practice for the PAID gig in April. I have friends who enjoy snark and drinks and dance. I have more Espionage Cosmetics nail wraps to try out. I'm not a failure as a person. I'm not worthless. I'm allowed to take up space.
I need coffee or tea. And more lightbox. And maybe something else for breakfast.
I need to get through the next 7.5 hours, then I can go to the relaxation room and chill out and then get massaged into little tiny bits. Maybe we can schedule another weekend over at the luxury B&B. Maybe we can schedule a Saturday to drive down to Chicago and go to the OMG!BIG aquarium. Maybe not everything is bad.
Saturday - Gaming fail. Downwood was feeling really under the weather and I depend on him to help move plot along. And the players wanted to dive into a subplot I'd set up just for his character and he'd wandered off to nap, so I think everyone got frustrated and upset. I know I was really let down and wanted to just give up on the whole thing. Today, I'm feeling a bit more even about it - I know what I'm doing wrong and I hope my players will both forgive me and trust me that I can come up with something more structured for the next time.
Sunday - All the laundry. Emi's getting big enough to put her clothes away after I fold them. Ox...not so much.
I sometimes look at the cool things my kid-free friends get to do and I'm very jealous and wonder why I chose this. Then Ox comes running up to me and give me giant hugs or just wants me to hold him. And Emi tells me stories about how she's a pediatrician taking care of her sick babies. And things are a little better. And I probably wouldn't go out and do fun things, anyway, since I never did them when we didn't have kids.
Monday - All day meeting at werk. Literally. All day. Blergh.
Dance class was really nice. The core group was all there and we got to listen to the underwater guitar song in all its glory. It's the trippiest, weirdest, most awesome song. I'm not describing it well, but it's so over the top ridiculous that I love it. We worked on polishing the choreography a bit. It's really fast, so even the simple movements become hard if you're not thinking several steps ahead of yourself. It feels pretty good, though, and it's all there in the music, so that's kind of nifty.
Also, if you'd shown me this dance 7 years ago when I first started with teacher M and said "You'll be dancing this and not totally sucking", I probably would have laughed at you.
Today - I'm exhausted, sore, and very sad. I have a massage scheduled for this evening, so I made sure to get some Ox snuggles before I went to work. I can't go 2 days without seeing my little guy. He likes to go to bed really early - and usually wakes up early - so he might be asleep by the time I get home tonight. It won't be nearly so late as a dance class night, so Emi should still be up when I get home. I think I need this to get my back in order again.
I'm getting really run down by everything. I have a lot to do and no motivation to do it. I just want to crawl into a hole and sleep. I need to pick a weekend to go down and see my folks. I have a spa morning on Saturday. I have a new box of henna to practice for the PAID gig in April. I have friends who enjoy snark and drinks and dance. I have more Espionage Cosmetics nail wraps to try out. I'm not a failure as a person. I'm not worthless. I'm allowed to take up space.
I need coffee or tea. And more lightbox. And maybe something else for breakfast.
I need to get through the next 7.5 hours, then I can go to the relaxation room and chill out and then get massaged into little tiny bits. Maybe we can schedule another weekend over at the luxury B&B. Maybe we can schedule a Saturday to drive down to Chicago and go to the OMG!BIG aquarium. Maybe not everything is bad.