perception
I'm scheduled to be on call at work next week. I always get this sense of being held hostage whenever I'm on call. I don't know exactly when it started, but I'm sure that it was well over 10 years ago when my oldest boys were in grade school and I was grappeling with the dual obligations to work and family--and some days not doing very well with it. It never helped that my Ex would get, at times, horribly jealous of the time my jobs would take away from the family. And not that we ever had to cancel a vacation or anything like that over it, and many times it's not like we were doing anything other than hanging out at the house for the weekend.
For whatever reason, I inevitably get this acute sense of awareness of the time, and feel highly compelled to be doing something with it, either productive, or at the least, unusual. So in that theme I spent the afternoon with Elyssia. She has some birthday money left to spend so we hit Toys-r-us. She wanted a "glitter ball", and we walked the lenght and breadth of the store in search of one. Naturally we found it near the front in the one corner we skirted, and then there was much rejoycing, followed by lunch at Friendly's.
Tomorrow is the third Sunday of the month and I am highly tempted to go down to Nashua for the monthly coin show, just for sake of going, as it's probably been a year (or more) since I've been. Except that my sleep cycle has been so off for the last few days. I've been naping around 6 when I get home from work, and it's been extending. Tonight I slept from 7 until 9, and made myself get up at 9 for fear of sleeping until 2 or 3 and then being up the rest of the night. I don't know if I'll sleep, or if I'll end up sleeping past noon. At least I have a goal, if not a plan.
For whatever reason, I inevitably get this acute sense of awareness of the time, and feel highly compelled to be doing something with it, either productive, or at the least, unusual. So in that theme I spent the afternoon with Elyssia. She has some birthday money left to spend so we hit Toys-r-us. She wanted a "glitter ball", and we walked the lenght and breadth of the store in search of one. Naturally we found it near the front in the one corner we skirted, and then there was much rejoycing, followed by lunch at Friendly's.
Tomorrow is the third Sunday of the month and I am highly tempted to go down to Nashua for the monthly coin show, just for sake of going, as it's probably been a year (or more) since I've been. Except that my sleep cycle has been so off for the last few days. I've been naping around 6 when I get home from work, and it's been extending. Tonight I slept from 7 until 9, and made myself get up at 9 for fear of sleeping until 2 or 3 and then being up the rest of the night. I don't know if I'll sleep, or if I'll end up sleeping past noon. At least I have a goal, if not a plan.