First of all, thank you so much for all of the awesome comments you left me yesterday. I really enjoyed the feedback on the new site, and I’m very pleased that everyone seems to approve! I’ve got gift packs on the go, and if I haven’t gotten your address yet, please it to me!
As excited as I am over the new digs and all of you lovely commenters, I felt ‘off’ all day, for no particular reason. First I thought maybe it was because I haven’t done anything I would call useful today. Frequently I get a little stressed out when I feel that I haven’t been productive over the course of the day. I also worry that the things that I have done will not be the things that Jack wanted me to do, and that he will be disappointed with me.
Here’s a run down of my day and then I can examine it and decide if I’ve been productive or a slug:
7:00am - Got up, got dressed, got 2 kids dressed, fed them breakfast, made lunch for one child, made coffee, answered e-mails
8:30am - Take one child to school. Pick up Nia and take her to gym. Take small child with me to volunteer obligation for 9am-Noon
12:15pm - Tin Horton’s Drive-Thru for coffee
12:30pm - 1:30pm - Home Depot for pipe snake to unclog second floor toilet (I have no idea what got flushed down there) and house plant paraphaneila
1:30pm - 2:30pm - Garden Center for other house plant paraphaneila and hanging planters for plants who have outgrown current pots
2:45pm - Drop Nia off at home and head to school
3:00pm - Fetch older child from school
3:15pm - Stop at Dollar Store for bubble envelopes (for gift packs) and other paper goods
3:45pm - Get home, make snack for kids, check phone messages, call repair man back who I had forgotten was coming earlier that day, arrange new appointment time, check e-mail, address envelopes.
4:30pm - Repair man arrives, damage is worse than initially thought. While he from the basement out to his truck and back 500 times I started re-potting what seemed like a million house plants.
6:00pm - Feed children, clean up massive dirt mess on the deck, talk to Jack on the phone and beg him to have mercy on me and bring home pizza.
6:15pm - Realize that period is due tonight/tomorrow and sigh with relief that I’m not actually going crazy, it’s just my hormones.
Now - Sit on couch and stare at Jack forlornly, asking him how he can possibly love me, since he would have been better off marrying a sloth, who likely would have proven more useful.
I guess it does seem like I did something, it’s just not important things (in my humble opinion) even though all of it did need doing sooner or later.
I really hate using my period to justify moodiness or bad behaviour. Generally I make my very best effort to remind myself that I am not a slave to my emotions. Today is just one of those days I suppose, and perhaps I need to cut myself some slack.
Padme suggested I treat myself to a hot bath tonight, maybe with a little wine and a bath bomb. That sounds REALLY good right about now. Maybe I can lure Jack into joining me.
I’m looking forward to the weekend and spending some time unwinding.