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Sunday
Jan222012

You Can't Drink Baby Powder And Other Random Drivel

The weekends are too fast.

I haven't been able to finish the 30 Day Photography Challenge and due to super camera burnout, I doubt there will be a 366 day project on my horizon. Aside from a few pictures of my mother's shelves {she's selling them, now that she is closing up her store}, I have not even looked at my camera in days.

Severus has started sleeping again, and thank goodness, otherwise last week would have been a killer. 

I started some six week program-y/class thing and I'm out of the house by 8:30, last week the class ended by 1-1:30, this week it ends at 4, with little wiggle room. I have no time for anything. I'm sitting there on the 30 minute lunch break hoping no one speaks to me so I can try to finalize the new website design, fill out business license information, pair up 90+ Tumblr Moms, try to write something for someone somewhere...

I've started drinking two cups of coffee a day, by the time I get home I have to pee so bad my face hurts and I'm STILL barely making it to 8pm Minion Bedtime. 

He and I both went to bed at 9:30 last night, but that was way too early for me apparently, since I'm awake now.

Caesar has been singing this weird song about a cat taking off its soggy clothes and warming its toes by the fire all weekend. Every time I ask him where he learned it from he laughs and says "Mrs. Mcpuppet, Mommy!" which makes about as much damn sense as the song she taught him.

After the school's new-ish principal decided to ban Halloween fun and pretended Christmas {or any other holiday} didn't exist, I figured we wouldn't have to deal with Valentine's Day either. But of course, the one holiday I loathe above all others, they're going to acknowledge, so I picked out these SICKENINGLY ADORABLE personalized cards on Etsy!

Glad I had the sense enough to ask Caesar what he wanted, because while he thought the ones I chose were cute, he was really hoping to be able to exchange Hello Kitty Valentines.

I don't know if that's a fail or a win on my part since I love Hello Kitty, but damn those other cards were SO CUTE! however, I do know that there are Hello Kitty Valentines sitting on my dresser waiting to be addressed to his classmates and teachers, and Caesar is pleased!

After this class is over, I'm going to start looking into playgroups for Mercutio and Severus, and Caesar wants to start Karate. 

I think I need a break. I think I'm going to take a couple of weeks off from social media and blogging {and email too, maybe}. I'm still going to focus on getting the new site together, and getting myself in order because I'm in super runaway mode, I keep adding stuff to do, but never manage to finish, or can't find time for, I'm starting to feel angry - not sad, or depressed, but constantly pissed off - and that is just not working. 

I don't want to talk to anyone, but then I feel unbelievably miserable because no one texts me. It's that kind of month. I see all the things people are doing with friends and partners and I'm just like *womp, womp, womp* forever alone, when I know damn well if someone invited me anywhere I likely wouldn't go anyway.

I've spent most of this week pissed at Christian for being thoughtless and insensitive and I'm not even sure it's his fault anymore. Well, no, part of it IS his fault, I know that - but most of it is me just feeling like an imbalanced twatwaffle.

I probably need a life.

I just grabbed the bottle of baby powder thinking it was the can of soda that I didn't even retrieve because the kitchen is freezing.

What the hell is wrong with me?

*sigh*

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Reader Comments (4)

Good luck.
I hear you on the adding more stuff than we could possibly manage.
I have and currently am in the pissed off mode. Mainly at my situation which I can find no solution.
I would think baby powder would be a counter productive drink.

January 22, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterElizabeth

Right? I don't even know how I mistook it, I looked AT IT and instinctively reached out. It wasn't until my hand was on the bottle that I realized it wasn't what I wanted. :| Sheesh.
Good luck to you too, Liz. I hope you find the solution that you need.

January 22, 2012 | Registered CommenterMonique

Big cyber-hug to you xxxxx

It sounds like you are doing the classic superwoman, 'it's only x so I'm sure I can squeeze it in to my already ridiculous schedule'. That was my life until I said enough & now do relatively little. I feel so much happier and am on my way to being rejuvenated!

I think you are right to try and slow things down a bit. Take some time & rest.

Anyways, I think that's enough unsolicited advice. I shall eagerly await your return to the cyber world. Until then rest up & lots of cyber hugs & kisses.

XOXOXOXOX
xxxxx

January 24, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterBailey Ana

i text you all the time and you dont get the shits! also we should do lunch or something. also...i feel the same way. very very MEH. i didnt take pictures with my camera for like three days and it was weird. today it felt foreign to me. anyway miss youxoxoxo

January 24, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterVeronica

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