another picture of kids
I think this year I should take a photo of Zuzu and send it as my christmas card. People would laugh then the smart ones would say, aha, yes, the pic of just the kids is pretty dumb to send, about as silly as sending a photo of the dog. How hard is it to amass the entire family for an hour? Please. Send a vacation snapshot or something.
Winter is grinding on me, though at the moment the sun is streaming thru the back door. It’s only december and not even christmas. Granted, I’m tired, I’ve spent the entire day cleaning (lunch with friend/client). but I’m also getting close to my AF arriving too – I hope thursday (that would be 14 day LP) so I’m cranky. I’d sew but the sewing room became a repository for the junk in the living room, so I have to at least move that stuff out of there to be able to get around. What is bugging me is ’stuff’ so maybe if I go clean out something I’ll feel better.
A.
Filed under Everyday Life | Comment (0)how to get my head out of this
it’s hard, a struggle every day. how to get my head out of this RPL crap and on to life. Sewing helps, and i’m spending as much time as I can doing it. friends help (but there are few in this camp that will listen). I feel pretty good today. surfed hot patterns, and sewzine for good ideas, and printed out new lessons. sewing gifts for xmas. wearing cute but comfy outfit – lacy cami type top (actually pj top, shockingly but it’s sunday, I do not need a bra), long sweater, jeans. busy week ahead. I must find time to sew often, as it’s my solace and having two whole weeks to do it…divine. knitting can be saved for evenings and chicago.
I think I might do a manicure (shocking, I know) as I’m going for a pedi with M later this week. and sew, sew, sew.
Filed under Everyday Life | Comment (0)give me a board member…any board member
So I’m presiding over the cratering of a board. great. I hate to be doom & gloom, but I hate to be little merry everything’s just fine either. I feel right now my honesty comes off as doom & gloom.
Marsha found me some kitten heel shoes at zappos. What a sweetie! I mean I’ve NEVER met these women and they go out of their way for me. In fact in this season (years) of loss the sewing girls have been some of the most supportive. what is it? age? the dog is squeaking, must mean DH is home. dinner is on, I’m such the 1950s housewife. I’d meet him at the door with a drink but we have client work to do tonight.
Filed under Everyday Life | Comment (0)curl up
It’s a sunny day for the first time in a while. I’m tired. I have an evening engagement to find interns (why am I the only one who takes care of this??) and I feel like not going, but I have to. It is warmer in here today than usual, which is great. I’m in a mohair beaded sweater as well, so that probably helps. I beaded a crushed silver tank top yesterday too, so I have something else to wear to the DD party on the 24th. This week is just plain trying to get a few things done and a few more xferred to others. I need the vacation, that is for sure. I’ll spend the first week recuperating from work, and the second getting ready for the Chicago doc’s visit. I’m afraid she’ll say something horrid like “there’s nothing wrong”, and then I’m screwed. At least if she finds something bad, it’s treatable or at least excusable.
yesterday after my pity party, I sat down to my computer and surfed only fashionista sewing sites – hot patterns, CJ patterns, and recognized that part of me is the only really happy part. When I can let that override the rest, I’m happy. i’m happy too, when George, Zu and I are cuddled in bed. I feel, for the moment, safe, with my whole family right there, protected. I am glad Zu is with me today at work, I miss her when she’s not here. The challenge is keeping these happy things to keep me going, and to remember that if I vent here for fifteen minutes (or on paper), that’s like venting to friends who no longer want to hear my woes.
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gloomy
Sauer referred us to a RI in chicago. And said injectible gonadotropins. yay. I’m no longer upset about the drugs (and in fairness I wasn’t upset about the needles except a friend got pg easily at the same time, which just made me angry). Acupuncture left me calm, but dizzy. I’m a bundle of stress. one more week of work, which is partly the stress, and partly relief.
today we’re getting our tree, and I’m delivering SnB gifts.
which should make me happy but doesn’t. it’s snowing, which should make me happy but doesn’t. doesn’t help either Laura’s shower was yesterday…
Ann
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