My grandma, who raised me, died today. She was sitting there watching TV one minute and the next- gone.
I love you and will miss you.
First Communion and 11th birthday
My not so little kid- my wonderful boy. Happy milestones!
What I have been doing the last two days
Get up and check email early. Go to jury duty. Actually called to panel. Honestly answer question, "Do you think it's ever possible for a police officer to lie?". Yes "Why?" Any number of reasons, including bigotry. Defendent is African American female. Prosecutor and arresting officer white males. Am not called for jury.
Go to Trader Joe's, Library, and post office to make Random Acts of Kindness thing.
Go home, eat.
Take boy to guitar.
Come home, throw together burritos. Use canned beand for first time in years, showing how swamped I am.
HRH and I go protest war, hour of knitting group, hour and half of stuffing and counting Easter Eggs for church hunt.
Get up to sound of boys using knitting needles as swords. Yell. Do laundry.Eat. Do laundry.Clean boys' room (including actually placing books on shelves) Do laundry. Clean HRH's room. This takes almost two hours. Throw away a bag each of trash and recycling. Worry about her magpie tendencies and recall the 17 bags of trash family had to throw away when mom died. Do laundry. Eat. Require older kids to put away laundry while I finish last of mine. Make Boy do email to advisory teacher. Send boy to shower. Remind him to use soap. Send girl to shower. Blog. Remind self to get first communion card signed by everyone. Just hours away !!!
Keeping busy helps. The sun coming back out helps. I hate to be so depressing,but it has been harder than I think it should be lately. I need to eat better, to exercise more, to remember my omega 3s. I decided to call Th-F-M spring break because I need to knit, walk, read and regroup and I will have no time for those things otherwise.
Busy week and ennui
A busy week here. Today HRH gets her dance exan results. Thursday The Boy takes his first communion. Weds, possible jury duty and protesting five years of war ( knitting froup and HRH going to bells is in there). Friday, work all evening. Saturday, start outworking church's Easter Egg hunt, Turbo to ballet, The Boy's birthday party.
All this annd there has been a fatigue and pall hagning over me- too many things weighing me down in too short a time. One I can fix- ran out of Floradix right before Aunt Flo came to visit and couldn't afford to buy more- the rest will take time.