Adrift

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Today was that kind of slow-paced day where nothing seems to happen at all.

Indeed, nothing did happen... slept late, skipped breakfast... on and off the computer reading & writing bits here & there... watched some TiVO... spent some time with Mom, who's heading out in the morning (sob).

Always have mixed emotions about this. It's nice to "get my house back" so to speak, because sometimes I get this feeling that Mom's watching my every move waiting for me to screw up, even though she rarely - very rarely - criticizes. But it is very good for everyone when she is here, away from the cold and snow of New England winters. She is such a great help with the kids and they love her so... we will all miss her very much.

But still, it will be nice to cook something like Green Chili Jack Chicken again, which no way on this planet would my Mom ever eat!

I fast-forwarded through the Academy Awards... couldn't be bothered with about 95% of it, but was happy that The Lord of the Rings cleaned up. That was such a monumental achievement. Yay for Peter Jackson! Now I hope they round up the applicable cast members and finish things rightly by doing The Hobbit, we really need all four films... at least I think so.

Tomorrow: busy day, lots of shopping to do, and no Mom to watch kiddos while I do it. And new projects to start, including refinishing furniture for DD's new room, which is just-about-done now. Of course I must shop for that stuff, too: Home Depot, YAY! Love that store, especially when I have a reason to go there that does not involve emergency plumbing projects.

Friday the washing machine leaked a bit on one of three loads. One of my bros says it's a message from God telling me to get the new Maytags and free myself from a lifetime of laundry drudgery. DH seemed fairly receptive to the idea, so I think maybe my next freelance paycheck will go towards new laundry equipment, depending on how much we owe in taxes. We always end up owing. I don't mind, I'd rather have our money than let the Feds play with it all year, interest-free.

The leg is better but still gooey (sorry), and the abdomen is amazingly nearly pain-free. I get a twinge every so often around my belly button, and the damn tapes are starting to itch a bit, but today I actually felt pretty damn close to normal. As in, good. I actually notice that the ache under my ribs (former home of the pesky gallbladder) is gone. How cool is that?

Maybe the fact that I slept in till 10:30 had something to do with it? Hee.

Even though Mom's going and I know we're in for a tough period of transition, I'm in a hopeful mood. We all talked at dinner about our big trip this summer, and the kids are excited about it, as am I. DH and I are starting to work out details of car rentals, etc... it's getting more real, and closer every day. I really like having something like this to look forward to -- not that I build it up into some unattainable fantasy, just a really nice break from "reality", hopefully it won't go on too long and become a drag... I don't think it will. We have enough to do and enough different people to see that it should be all right. I hope.

So much to do between now and then, so many ideas to push out into the real world. From concept to reality... the process can either be fun or a burden, and I'm hoping to keep all these ideas from becoming a drag.

Back to my own reality tomorrow: dropping off and picking up kids, shopping, housework, freelancing, the column, here -- I've had a rather idyllic week off (mentally, anyway) and only had to do what I wanted, now all that is coming to an end. **sigh** I feel like I got a lot accomplished during that week, found out some new stuff about myself, made "progress". Hee! I always think that sounds so silly, pretentious, but there it is.

Oh, this is degenerating rapidly. I have to go change my bandage and mentally prepare for this transition-week... I'm not sure how much DS2 is going to appreciate being hustled out of the house every morning. He's now thoroughly used to lollygagging around all morning in his pj's until it's time for his sister to come home from school! Battles await me, I'm sure. Maybe not. Who knows?

I'm off.