It’s almost 10 am and I’m still in bed. I should get up soon and do something productive, but just a few more minutes please.
Bismarck has slept in our bedroom for the last three nights – either under the bed or under the chair. He has been quiet and well behaved. He only comes over to see me once he sees that I’m awake. I think this means we’re going to move his kennel into the basement, since we will only need to use it occasionally. This is excellent news, because it is currently occupying precious space in my study. Also, this is how we always imagined things going – him sleeping near us – so we are pleased.
I promised Freya we could go shopping today for school clothes. She wants to go to Target as well as the mall. She also wants us to watch a movie: Paranormal Activity 2, since we watched the first one yesterday. (Yay my little horror buddy is back!!) . But we also have another project to do today, so I’m not sure how everything is going to play out. It’s going to be a busy day. Plus, I haven’t touched any of the legal work yet. SIGH.
And how is it already Sunday? I need one more day please.
Waking up this morning to news of yet another mass shooting was very disheartening. What the fuck is wrong with our country that we can’t fix this? Why are gun owner’s rights more important than human lives? When will it end?
Ugh, ugh, ugh.
It’s August now. Frey starts school on Thursday. Jackson starts the week after. It’s still summer, of course, but I’m feeling those fall vibes sneaking in, and I can’t wait. October me, please.
Thursday is 8/8, which would have been my fifteenth wedding anniversary in the other timeline. Lol. It’s weird to think about. Apparently, D’s old wedding anniversary was yesterday. We have the luxury of forgetting, because of where we are now: happily married. But the reminders sneak in. It makes us feel a bit sad to worry that the others aren’t doing as well as we are post-divorce, but it’s been seven years, so what can you really do? Life goes on. I can’t dwell on that shit, because it’s not my shit to carry anymore. I’m not trying to be heartless, just pragmatic. It helps to lay those worries here. I do love that about blogging.
Even so..I can’t get it together to complete any of my photo or blog challenges. I’m just not interested. Maybe I’ve moved on from all that? I am starting to view the blog differently. It doesn’t really matter. It’s my space to do with what I will. Maybe I’ll do the prompts that speak to me and just ignore the rest? Yes, let’s try that.
I’m also finding less time to read with all the stuff I’m doing nowadays. I’m bummed, but not as much as you might think. I love reading, but I love living my life to the fullest too, and that means pulling my nose out of the books from time to time.
As much as it kind of sucks to actually do it, the exercise has been fantastic for my mental health. Also, this new app I’m using (Lose It) has made calorie tracking a breeze. I don’t really feel deprived at all, unlike with Weight Watchers. If I want something then I eat it, log it, and check to see what I can do to even things out with exercise or cutting back somewhere else. So far, so good.
Okay…it’s 10:16 and I really must get this day going. Happy Sunday to anyone who may be reading this. May the odds be ever in your favor. 💜