Chess Camp!
Thanks to his paternal Gramma Maggie, Corwyn is going to Chess Camp!! It's a day camp running from June 15th -19th which is the first week that Jennifer will be at Girl Scout Camp (the one I had to pay $400 for... IOW my entire paycheck for last month... ::sigh::). He's going to stay at my mom's house because the camp is at BGA in Franklin and there's no way that I could handle the drive every day. ::sigh:: But my parents have stepped up to the plate. Go Mom! Go Dad! I know that Corwyn will have a blast. He is constantly playing a chess program that he has on his computer. You can hear him going "Jeopardy!" and "Checkmate!". ::grin:: He's also got his own chess set and will play himself (something I used to do at his age as well, with chess, cards, & board games). With luck, maybe he'll run into someone from smurfreesboro and make friends. ::crosses fingers::
In other news, my hip killed me yesterday (along with other parts of my body but it was the worst ::sigh::). Probably due to being an idiot and doing five minutes in the damn 82° pool. ::sigh:: I managed to make it in today, because I called & it was 85°. I did 15 minutes. My right hip is now killing me again, my right shoulder is out, my hands are freezing... yada yada yada. This can stop any time now.
I've gotten the 10+ bags out onto the porch for ARC. This is a Good Thing™. But it looks like I may not be able to do much more today. I do have a massage scheduled for 11:00. Maybe that will help. ::crosses fingers:: One can only hope.
Corwyn can't find either of his two gym shirts. ::head:desk:: I must not kill my progeny. I must not kill my progeny. I must not kill my progeny. ::sigh:: He was told last night that he is not allowed on the computer until his room is spotless. Those shirts have got to be somewhere!!
I only wish that I could get other rooms spotless. I am very tired of not being able to clean. This bites. Totally. I want to be able to do things. I've had too many damn years of not being able to do things. As it gets progressively worse, I get more depressed. Gee, I wonder why? ::wry smile:: Frack.
In other news, my hip killed me yesterday (along with other parts of my body but it was the worst ::sigh::). Probably due to being an idiot and doing five minutes in the damn 82° pool. ::sigh:: I managed to make it in today, because I called & it was 85°. I did 15 minutes. My right hip is now killing me again, my right shoulder is out, my hands are freezing... yada yada yada. This can stop any time now.
I've gotten the 10+ bags out onto the porch for ARC. This is a Good Thing™. But it looks like I may not be able to do much more today. I do have a massage scheduled for 11:00. Maybe that will help. ::crosses fingers:: One can only hope.
Corwyn can't find either of his two gym shirts. ::head:desk:: I must not kill my progeny. I must not kill my progeny. I must not kill my progeny. ::sigh:: He was told last night that he is not allowed on the computer until his room is spotless. Those shirts have got to be somewhere!!
I only wish that I could get other rooms spotless. I am very tired of not being able to clean. This bites. Totally. I want to be able to do things. I've had too many damn years of not being able to do things. As it gets progressively worse, I get more depressed. Gee, I wonder why? ::wry smile:: Frack.