Today got to be one of those days.
It was only the youngest and I today, and I had let her stay up late last night so she'd sleep in today. She didn't wake me up for 40 minutes after she woke up, saying she woke up at 11:30 (one one three zero is what she said.) Even from there, she woke me up because she wanted to know how to defrost her breakfast sandwich in the microwave. Of course, she didn't want me to do it at all. So, I told her what to look for and she did her breakfast.
I slept on the couch.
30 April, 2011
My crab is the perfect pet for me, plus some positivity.
- It requires absolutely no dealing with poop. Just dirty water when the water needs changed, which is not that often and does not stink up the house.
- It does not destroy ANYTHING of mine.
- It does not make loud noises and keep me up at night.
- It is not demanding
- It does not fight anyone.
- It does not cause pain
- It's improving condition since buying it proves that I can care for something fairly well.
- It's there, in that spot, no matter what. I can walk there, and it's there! In it's little tank, just living it's little life.
Isn't that just perfect? It doesn't stick it's butthole in my face. It doesn't ruin my couch. The first couch I ever bought myself. Like EX's dumb cat has, ugh, my poor couch! It doesn't make noises at night. It doesn't attack the kids. It doesn't poop and stink up the house. It requires very very little maintenance, and watching it grow and thrive brings me happiness as I talk to it in that little baby voice. "Ohhh who's my sweet little crabby-one?"
29 April, 2011
Remembrance of an innocence lost.
When Dr. L and I first met, she did this little thing on her white board to figure out where things started to fall apart in my life. We dug deep back, how far back could I remember?
3ish. I remember being 3. I remember the night my little brother was born. I remember some night, possibly nights before that. I remember boys about 10ish - 12ish staying at our house, and I remember the way they'd touch me, and they way they'd kiss me. Not things little boys are supposed to do to little girls, right? Yes, at 3 and 4 years old I can remember 'French Kissing' and being touched 'down below.' But I didn't tell my parents, I'm not sure why, I can't remember if I was told not to or not.. I just remembered not doing it..
3ish. I remember being 3. I remember the night my little brother was born. I remember some night, possibly nights before that. I remember boys about 10ish - 12ish staying at our house, and I remember the way they'd touch me, and they way they'd kiss me. Not things little boys are supposed to do to little girls, right? Yes, at 3 and 4 years old I can remember 'French Kissing' and being touched 'down below.' But I didn't tell my parents, I'm not sure why, I can't remember if I was told not to or not.. I just remembered not doing it..
28 April, 2011
Yesterday
Was completely exhausting, I didn't even write about it because I just didn't want to have to dredge it all back up into view. My sleep isn't so great lately, and I'm getting the cold the kids were suffering and so I'm not doing so well. I'm light headed and dizzy on top of it all, which I think is from the massive amounts of sinus pressure I am suffering through right this moment.
I got my "mid term" grades for class. 100% baby, Awww yeah! This class is, really easy, I like that though, because I'm stressing how I am going to afford the massive tab of the art supplies I need for my next class when it starts in two weeks. *gagging* Artist Markers are expensive, sure it's likely I should have had them before now or something, an art desk too, but the fact of the matter is that I didn't/don't so I have to hurry up and figure out what on earth I am going to do for it now. Nothing in my etsy shop sells very fast, because I don't really have a ton up there at any given time so I am not one of the better known sellers there. I'm starting to consider just selling my DSi or something just to make up at least some of the cost. I know I don't use it enough to justify having it.. but.. *sigh* you know.. That's lame of me to admit.
I got my "mid term" grades for class. 100% baby, Awww yeah! This class is, really easy, I like that though, because I'm stressing how I am going to afford the massive tab of the art supplies I need for my next class when it starts in two weeks. *gagging* Artist Markers are expensive, sure it's likely I should have had them before now or something, an art desk too, but the fact of the matter is that I didn't/don't so I have to hurry up and figure out what on earth I am going to do for it now. Nothing in my etsy shop sells very fast, because I don't really have a ton up there at any given time so I am not one of the better known sellers there. I'm starting to consider just selling my DSi or something just to make up at least some of the cost. I know I don't use it enough to justify having it.. but.. *sigh* you know.. That's lame of me to admit.
27 April, 2011
Positivity and that's all
Three things that went well today:
-I got most of my homework for tomorrow done. How awesome am I?
-The EX got me coffee, the way I like it, it was delicious. Oh yum!
-My second daughter cleaned off all three bathroom counter tops, well by that I mean used a knock off clorox whip on the uncluttered areas and got any gunk off. They were sorely in need of doing it. Still, it was awesome and sweet that she wanted to do so.
It was hard thinking of these for today too...
-Shattered
-I got most of my homework for tomorrow done. How awesome am I?
-The EX got me coffee, the way I like it, it was delicious. Oh yum!
-My second daughter cleaned off all three bathroom counter tops, well by that I mean used a knock off clorox whip on the uncluttered areas and got any gunk off. They were sorely in need of doing it. Still, it was awesome and sweet that she wanted to do so.
It was hard thinking of these for today too...
-Shattered
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