Self-care again

Yah, ok, it's a theme, whatever.

Anyway, THIS week has been much better for self-care and routine and getting done what needs what get done.

I have had a good break from my phone from time to time, and that's maybe a help, but honestly I couldn't tell you what has changed this week from the last one.

Weather?  Not having a laptop at home? Being more caught-up at work and therefore less stressed at home?

Not sure...

More self-care trouble

I mean, it's not a crisis, but man, it's hard to keep on top of this one, when the other parts of life start to struggle.

But I have the afternoon off, so I hope to get back on the housework routine, and that I hope will re-centre me in my happy routine.

Check back in 24 hours!

*** 24 hours later: It went ok! Kept everything mostly under control and took care of me too

Parental questions

I suppose every parent wonders: Am I raising a Psychopath?

Peanut #1 has been kicking our asses after school, especially around dinner time, all week.  I mean, it's probably restraint failure, it's probably us trying to... wait, why the hell are we trying to feed her at this time? I think it's making her crazy with rushed pressure.

Maybe we need to focus on the pause and recharge steps of the day...

Anyway, of course she's not a psycho, but she is a very strong-willed hard-working child whose brain is just done by that time of day.

Just. Done.

So busy....

Work is in an interesting place right now: for some reason we seem to be insanely busy and it's Not. Getting. Better.

There is starting to exceed even my not-for-profit-association honed time management skills.

And I may be freaking out.

Today is not a great brain day.

You know where impostor syndrome comes from? The knowledge that there is one Common factor in every failure in your life: you.

Also, my house is the loudest place in creation. Literally the loudest

Anonymous griping

Listen, if you bemoan your lack of assistance with your kids, don't act like you're doing me a favour when I ask if you'd like some help.

Being sick

The worst part of being sick is that sense that your body has completely ceased to function in any predictable way, but you get to find out where your cats spend the night

tl/dr, barfed in middle of night, lost hour of sleep, found out that cats both snuggle me at night while I'm asleep and don't know it