ugh - we skipped karate last night and I told E we had to go tonight or Sat, he said to go tonight. Of course now I do not want to (because I do not want to do anything the last few days), but I need to be the grown-up and also we are paying a lot of money for karate, so we really need to go or we are just throwing away money.
I came home and tried to stay busy so I would not sit down and become one with my chair. I brought in clothes from the dryer, folded other clothes, swept the cat area of the kitchen, cleaned up a different cat mess, gathered some disgusting dishes E left in his room and got them soaking, and even had a snack, but now I have sat down. We need to leave in like 30 minutes. chances of me feeling like it = ZERO.
Ugh. I planned to have the whole 3-day weekend to myself, and today my sister told me she's coming up, and she wants to go the Farmer's Market and maybe go antiquing and do stuff ... dammit. She hasn't come up to see me and just hang out in months. Why now? Saying no is not an option, or at least, is not worth it. I feel like my whole long weekend just got hijacked.
Zen, all families are different, but I feel like your sister should be asking you rather announcing a visit. If wishes were fishes.
I am home. I have a terrible sinus headache tipping into migraine territory. I know I should get up and eat something and throw some laundry in the washing machine, but I'm not sure how I'm going to make that happen.
Zen, all families are different, but I feel like your sister should be asking you rather announcing a visit.
Truth. I have to stop telling my mother about plans I make with myself, because she's always trying to invite herself along. I told her she wouldn't like Mad Max....
we are going. we are both dressed and will leave in about 10 min.
still do not wanna. will feel better afterwards probably.
we have never been on a Fri evening class, it may be people all new to us.
I made myself a veggie breakfast burrito and laundry is in the wash. Accidentally made too much, so breakfast burrito in the morning for me. Nothing else productive is getting done tonight.
Today began with driving up to Isaac's school (he had homework that he wanted to finish after breakfast), then about 3 hours pulling weeds in the backyard. Then went into work for a bit to get rec letters out, then zipped back home to pick up Isaac. And then too tired to get back to house cleaning/yard work, so I've been doing laundry and dishes instead. I am so ready to be done with this backyard project, but the back porch still needs cleaning. Ugh.
Man, I have a low tolerance for alcohol in general, and then I started taking Lexapro, which lowers your tolerance more (for a while, but then you regain your former tolerance).
A glass and a half of wine, and I am just flat-out tipsy, bordering on inebriated. What is the scale? Tipsy --> inebriated --> drunk --> shitfaced?
I've been restless today. If I had been home I could have been productive and cleaned all the things. Instead I'm still at work where I can't really do physical work to calm the restlessness.
I just had a minute of sharp stabby pain in my big toe. That toe once had a pin it in, but that was almost 20 years ago. WTF?
