sunday stuff

When she’s here, Freya has become my shadow. My own child comes down for the occasional hug, but Frey is my little buddy. I’ve spent more time with her than anyone else this weekend.

And then there’s my other companion:

He is often underfoot.

Tonight Frey and I watched To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before. It was super cute.

I finished another book. #82. It’s becoming more and more unlikely that I’ll reach 100 books this year. I have too many distractions.

I’m tired, but anxious. In other words, it’s a typical Sunday night. Tomorrow’s agenda doesn’t look too bad at least. I try not to have too many expectations for my work days anymore, because nothing ever goes as planned. I hope this week will be gentle with me. I’m feeling fragile.

I lied abed for almost two hours in the middle of the afternoon, because I felt poorly, and needed some me time, but I suppose it’s time to get back to the world outside my bedroom door.

12:15 am

on a Sunday morning. So let’s do an early Sunday seven.

  1. I haven’t been on my phone much. I’ve been busy. Plus it’s easier to ignore the phone when the family is all here at home. When we don’t have the kids, I feel like I need to be available just in case. After all, you’re never really off duty as a parent.
  2. The kids and I did some clothes shopping. I’m afraid I’ve turned Freya into a shopaholic. Oops. Anyway…I bought a black faux fur coat at H&M, and I’m absolutely enamored. So much so that I had the shop girl cut the tags off so I could wear it out of the store. It’s surprisingly warm, and extremely stylish.
  3. Frey and I finished Chilling Adventures of Sabrina and woo lord it’s really good. I’m hooked. So many good Netflix shows right now.
  4. I’m trying some new natural remedies for various ailments. If they work, I’ll share. I’ve done a lot of research and I’m feeling really hopeful.
  5. It is cold. Mama like.
  6. I did a substantial Facebook purge today yesterday, and I’m calling it round 1. Next up: the family purge. Because fuck it.
  7. Spence is here this weekend, so we did a round of D&D tonight. More tomorrow. The kids are thrilled.

Night, night. I have a sleepy husband to cuddle.

I got some awful news today: a friend’s wife has pancreatic cancer, and it’s terminal. My heart is breaking for him and his family. They have two young kids. Life is so terribly cruel and unfair sometimes.

This news came after I was already reeling from learning another friend was car jacked at gunpoint last night. I’m so grateful she’s physically okay, but she is emotionally scarred. Obviously.

Hug your loved ones. Tell them how much you love them. Always. 💙

Early Thursday morning (around 1 am), my step-daughter woke up screaming from a nightmare.

D was up and running almost immediately. I quickly followed. We soothed/settled her and got her back to bed.

Last night, he told me that when he got up to her room, he realized that she was screaming for me. She was yelling out my name repeatedly. She had stopped by the time I got upstairs, so I had no idea.

As much as I hate that she had a nightmare, it made me feel good that I am a comfort to her. Enough so that she will yell out for me when she’s scared. It warmed my heart, and made me smile. Maybe I’m not so bad at this step-parenting thing after all.