burn out

Spent most of the day in my pajamas.

Eventually I drifted over to the old computer and spent hours there cleaning off old junk. DS1 was playing a video game next to me for a while and I was giving him advice on how not to fall into the lava by jumping too soon, or at the wrong angle. He made great progress. He loves that stuff.

The kids were relatively great today, which means only minor tiffs. Still way too many tears from DS2, though. I hope this phase ends soon. DD's two front teeth are loose, and she will look adorable but most likely somewhat goofy when they finally do fall out. They're so tiny! And her permanent teeth are so much bigger, but still small -- like mine -- which is good, because her mouth is also small. Doesn't look like there's going to be enough room in there, but we'll deal with that when the time comes.

DH went out for a few hours and did errands. We sorted through everything last night and have a good handle on things for next weekend.

Talked to two brothers today: PA bro is psyched because he's getting a new Mercedes sedan, and it sounds very cool indeed. Irish Twin bro is in CA for this week, vacationing with his wife in Palm Springs, and they're going to drive out on Tuesday to spend an overnight visiting with us.

Mom also called, and my older sister, too. The family grapevine is working efficiently: everyone has heard by now that I'm feeling crummy, so I got to whine a little about my hair falling out, etc. Lots of sympathy. It helps.

Did nothing about the Christmas packages that need to go out, but they will go out on Monday, first thing... I just couldn't get motivated to do it. The cool thing is, our PO has a do-it-yourself shipping center that's open every day, and you can even do things like put insurance on packages and what-not, so I could conceivably even get these things out tomorrow.

Ate too many carbs at dinner and have been starving all night. Cold, too, which I think is from being over-tired, or just from being hypo... ya think? Hands and feet as usual, hip/piriformis still killing me. Fibromyalgia symptoms seem to be returning generally: this persistent attack on one muscle is a fibro thing. Ouch. I wish it would lay off.

While I was at Mass with DS1, DH helped the little ones wrap their presents to me and put them under the tree. They were so excited when I got home. DS2 wants me to open my presents right away, and I keep having to tell him that we're going to wait until Christmas. He's OK with that, thankfully -- no tears for that particular "no."

I'm sick of being sick. Today I waltzed with DS2 and DD (not at the same time, of course), holding them tight with little arms and legs wrapped around me as we spun around the kitchen... that explains the hip problem! I sang every song at Mass and Christmas carols on the way home with DS1. My throat hurts now, yeah. But it was worth it. Although it is very weird that I'm not an alto anymore. This being a soprano is rather a surprising development! I guess without all that junk in my neck my vocal chords can move around the way they need to, in order for me to hit those high notes. Wouldn't it be funny if my cancer treatments gave me something I've always wanted, a respectable singing voice?

Some clouds do have a silver lining.