One thing about being a full-time Mom that still amuses me (and by "amuse" I mean wears me down to a weepy, sighing, grumpy, saggy shell of a woman) is how I can spend an entire day doing not very much and still be exhausted by dinnertime.
Had my first coffee office time in two weeks (feels more like a month). Spent most of it doing work for the Board (because it's the only time I can devote that kind of mental energy) and then a few minutes processing rejections (which are starting to pile up.)
I'd like to say with my civic duty dispensed for the time being I could put my mind to creative projects, but the Kinglet had another bad day at school so mostly I just lectured. I honest-to-godz lectured my son the entire ride home.
We (and by "we" I mean that little sassy willful genius monster) are not adjusting to the return to normalcy.
So, also - playdate. Lingering cold symptoms and knots of tension. Worry. Mommy-issues. Got a random pain between my shoulder blades that won't go away, and then this one in my chest. Got shelves for my office. Scrapbooks. Piles of stuff - everywhere. everywhere. published! (again! go look!
http://www.gwthomas.org/flashshotindex.htm). tomorrow - grocery shopping attempt #3. There is nothing left to eat in this house. And a committee meeting.
so um.
meh.