{{{{{{{{{{{{Emily}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}

I need a baby sling.

If you'd had one last weekend, we could have taken Harvey to the Ren. Faire. I bet he'd have enjoyed it.

Or maybe not, there were a large number of dogs around.

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My Emily is sleeping...hopefully soundly after the awful two nights in a hotel bed. I wish I could just let her sleep all day, but she left me a note asking me to wake her at 8. Poor thing. She needs a rest from her weekend.

Toto is lying next to me on the papasan right now. His tummy is gurgling...probably because he was eating grass and whatnot on our walk. Silly boy.

Bastet must be with her mom, as she's not out here in the living room. I hope she's being all cuddly and sweet and not bitey and bratty.

Now that you have the update on all of our resident Buffistas :)... I must get back to the homework.

Oh, but quick, before that, I FINALLY heard back from my Independent Study professor. Maybe I'll finally start getting somewhere with that again.

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{{Emily}} I hope the sleep was peaceful.

Brendon Jr is in full meltdown mode because I won't let him play basketball before school. They open the gym 1-1/2 hours before school. He is having ISSUES with all his classes and I let him know the grades will improve before he gets to play. All out screaming. He insists I just love to see him in pain. I'm the meanest mom ever. Parenting sucks.

Pisses me off really because his tests are all A's. It is the 0's for assignments that bring down the grades.

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Pisses me off really because his tests are all A's. It is the 0's for assignments that bring down the grades.

Gah, I know the sound of this. I hope he listens better than I ever did, even if he needs to shout about it first.

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I'm sorry, Emily.

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Brendon Jr is in full meltdown mode because I won't let him play basketball before school. They open the gym 1-1/2 hours before school. He is having ISSUES with all his classes and I let him know the grades will improve before he gets to play. All out screaming. He insists I just love to see him in pain. I'm the meanest mom ever. Parenting sucks.

Oof. That does suck.

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He insists I just love to see him in pain. I'm the meanest mom ever.

I envy him. I wouldn't mind going back to the days when not getting to do something recreational was The End Of The World.

Sorry it's sucky-parenting time, but yay you for finding a place to put the lever about his grades.

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I tried to get to campus early this morning to meet with a former professor to discuss operational definitions. Unfortunately, the T was delayed, and I ended up getting here as she was going to a meeting. We rescheduled for Wednesday at 9am.

I know I need to just radically accept this. There was nothing I could have done to change it. But, I'm sitting here in frustration and tears anyway. This better not be how my week goes. I can't deal with this. I need to be in the moment, and not worry about the rest of the week, but it's hard. I just want to go home and crawl back in bed. But, I've got classes then work that I have to plug through.

Stupid how one little thing can set me so off.

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Oh, vw, I'm sorry your Monday got off to an annoying start. {{{hugs}}}

This better not be how my week goes. I can't deal with this.

Maybe this is the thought you need to beat into submission? You have dealt with it, already.

HYPOCRISY DISCLAIMER: I'm speaking more as the Glamor-don't-girl, than anything here, by the way.

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I don't think I can do this. Something's gotta give, and I don't know what. So, in the meantime, it's all gonna go. That's my pattern. I'm trying desperately to break it, but it's not working.

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