Mom's been here to visit and she'll be here until Wed when she goes back.

I still have to buy Cinderella tickets. But she got to meet my Kid Friend (not sure how to refer to her, I could call her Kid A I guess -her first name starts with an A) and told her we were going, so she's happy. She had all of her end of the year stuff so I got to see some of her homework and projects.

I wanted to take mom to a state park that's really pretty but I got confused about where it was, but that's okay.

And I have a new couch! Well vintage couch. My current couch is this ugly 80s office couch that I got from my former neighbor (I traded her a recliner for the couch and Penny) and she got it from the side of the road. The side of the road is where it will return.

I don't know how to describe the new couch, it's low slung, has a slight camel back, and nail/rivet details. I think it needs to be resprung and the paisley fabric is kind of worn. But it's comfy. Originally we were looking at a microfiber modern couch, but got the paisley one, 2 end tables, and delivery for less than the modern couch.

I just need an ottoman, haven't found one that's the right height and price. Tomorrow I'm taking Mom to the Shelburne Musuem. She told me Manet is her favorite artist, but she's never seen his work in person. Tomorrow she will.

The weather has been really nice. And I'm glad Mom is here. We also got some stuff straightened out at Verizon with the phones. We're on the same plan. I guess the sales guy was confused about our relationship, Mom was on the phone with someone giving them authorization for something, and the salesman refered to mom as "your wife".

Which was kind of cool and kind of ew that's my mom! at the same time. It was such a non thing for him to jump to that relationship conclusion based on how we talked to each other.

The bad feels happen, Maria. And they suck. And eventually they go away again.

Maria, stop reading my mail.(Except, I know it's different, because I've always been fairly sure the domestic path wasn't mine, I guess, but I'm also not a globetrotting author or a happening single chick. What am I doing here again?)

Thanks, everyone. Erika, there are days when I think I'm lucky to have a second chance to not tread the domestic path, but sometimes dreams die hard.

sj, deal.

askye, sounds like it's been a good visit.

My hair is done, but now I am officially overwhelmed by everything I have to do. I need things at a bunch of different stores, and I need to go home and clean. I wish I didn't suck at organizing so much.

Letting go of having children has been the one of the hardest things I've ever done. So much love and support to you, Maria.

TCG and I are putting off making a decision about fertility treatment until September, which was later than we originally planned, but everywhere I go lately I hear stories about multiples, and it really has me freaked out.

I just read about a book about widows who are younger and they all kind of said that. Both those things, really. I found out today that my step-cousin(?) Lauren's pregnant. Now, Lauren has given every sign of being a lovely young person, after a very depressed adolesscence, so it's not like "blah, that bitch has somebody and I have nobody! Boo!" I'm happy for her, but when I met her family? She was four. There is no denying that time is passing and I better go and do--whatever-the-hell it is that I'm supposed to do. Only I'm really not sure.

Thanks, sorella. I may hit you up offline at some point, if you don't mind.

Erika, which book?

Any time.