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September 27, 2007
working through some kinks
I'm having a hard-ish week. I say "hard-ish," because really, every week is hard. So regular hard is pretty easy for me. But this past week (see, I'm already willing it to be over) has been harder-than-normal-hard. But not unbearably hard. Just hard-ish.
1. Not sure it it's the increase in coffee, or the crappy eating habits, or the general lack of exercise/running I've been doing, but I'm encountering a bit of insomnia. I lay awake, rolling over repeatedly, everything distracting me: the sheets, my clothes, the intermittent traffic, the cats, my ideas.
2. In a strange turn of hormonal events, I've had two non-consecutive days of severe "woman pain." While it's not strange for my cycle to run me through two days of cramps, I've yet to have a bad day followed by a good day just for the bad to return. This might be linked to #1 above as well.
3. I had a perfectly good excuse to NOT help someone out, and I told her no. Then she called this morning and said "Good News! [I found a way around your excuse to say no!]" Um, how is that "good" news?
4. Both big kids went to school this morning in rumpled clothes for picture day. *sigh*
5. In a fit of rebellious frustration, I allowed myself a peek at the "new arrival" shelf in the public library yesterday. Not. Smart. I picked up a new Joyce Carol Oates (title evades me) and _The Road_ by Cormac McCarthy. The good news is that it only took me about 4 hours to read _The Road_ last night. The bad news is that I should have been writing. The good news is I had something to do while I was *not* falling asleep. And I recommend _The Road_ to anyone who enjoyed _Parable of the Sower_ by Octavia Butler or _The Stand_ by Stephen King. It reminded me vaguely of both, except with more sentence fragments. In fact, I think McCarthy must have some rule. Each paragraph with only 2 full sentences. The rest fragments.
Posted by mryonker at September 27, 2007 10:19 AM
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Phillip's school pictures make a powerful visual statement about my own bad memory when it came to photo day, er, heck, even re-take day. My favorite one is where he appears, by some unimaginable accident, happily wearing a Chicago Bulls t-shirt in his photo (from fifth or sixth grade, probably). I share this with you in support, of course, and should add that your kids' bright smiles will more than make up for it.
Ah, and I should mention that D. eventually learned that there was no chance Phillip would be dressed properly if I was the one seeing him off in the morning. His clothes choices, as a result, improved once we figured this out about ourselves.
Posted by: Derek at September 27, 2007 11:48 AM
Yes, but I imagine that the Bulls shirt was not a wrinkly mess--taken straight from the dryer wherein it sat for the better part of 3 days.
:) And unlucky for me, Brian would probably do no better. Hopefully Hannah will get her act together and start doing her own laundry--and then maybe I can even get her to do everyone else's, too. We'd all be much better off. Much less wrinkly, anyway.
Posted by: madeline at September 27, 2007 06:23 PM
So, first of all, will any of this really matter, in the long run? I mean, it's not like school pictures go in our Permanent Records--oh, wait, they do? Damn!
Secondly, the book sounds cool. Wonder if I can get it on CD for the drive....
Posted by: susansinclair at September 27, 2007 11:18 PM
Octavia Butler...Wow...brings back memories from English class. If I remember correctly, I think we saw her give a speech about writing that book. Good times. I hope you feel better...when I'm down....I run intervals. When are you bringing the family to Japan for a holiday?
Marathon Mike
Posted by: Mike in Japan at September 28, 2007 02:52 AM