That seems to be my lesson this week. FINISH THE DARN PROJECTS YOU STARTED THREE MONTHS AGO.
"Sometimes the bee stings, and sometimes it makes honey." Z, age 4, tiny Buddha (and recently stung by a bee for the first time.) Watercolor pencil, pen and water
So much mental energy thinking about it and really, what for? I got a coffee out of the deal. I got a crazy-eyed photo out of the deal. I'm good with the law. What was the problem here?
In the here and now I reckon with the fact that I drank too many margaritas with my husband on date night (ok and ate too many chips and salsa too) and saw my weight loss successes diminish. (OUCH.) In the here and now I see that it was easier to blame my husband for the morning's snafu trying to get our daughter out the door rather than facing the hard reality that she simply struggles with separation anxiety and it is what it whether I like it or not!
Sure am glad I didn't dawdle getting to the airport and while running late accidentally park my rental car in the wrong return lane and be told I have to go inside to fix it, only to find out that no I need to go back outside to get a slip from the very chatty car… Continue reading Final boarding call.
In hindsight I have so many questions for my former self. Why did you, former Sarah, take so long to start writing? Why didn't you start using anti-aging face cream sooner? And why oh why did you sit in that suffering place for so damn long?
A naked Moana doll (they are always naked) oak tree twigs of varying lengths (quantity: 2) a penny (she loves coins) a small glass jar for placing her collections File this away to Things I Don't Ever Want To Forget about My Daughter at Four.
4:02 a.m. Child climbs into bed with me. Husband is blissfully asleep in guest bed "getting over a the stomach flu." Please, you know he is psychic and predicted this event transpiring. 4 y.o.: "It is dark!" Me: "Yes Z, it is the middle of the night." 4yo: "I AM THE CHEESE MONSTER!" Me: perplexed. Laughs. [READ MORE]
That's what I saw outside my bedroom window this morning. I think there were probably more, but the flock flew away before I could finish counting! I then crawled back into bed to hopefully sleep off the bug that is making the rounds. I'm up finally, feeling much better, and my Fitbit says I slept… Continue reading Sixteen robins.
I am supposed to be working. And if I am not working, I should at least be finishing the job application that I keep procrastinating on. And if I am not working on my resume, I should be doing anything other than staring at the sight of three huge, frosted cupcakes at the table next… Continue reading Self-Control