A very Monday-ey start to Monday – longing to sleep longer but Time wouldn’t allow it. I was a bit nervous – Something was taking place later today at lunch – yes, an actual lunch date, and so I dressed “nicely” = my new gray office-style slacks and a lovely knit top. And black Converse One-Stars – he’s a liberal from Austin, Texas, so he’ll appreciate it, right?
But first, kids to school, check-up appointment for back, work to learn some PCIT training (cancelled, so nope), then to get tire plugged – and listening to David Lee Roth and “Yankee Rose” does not make for slow driving on a spare. Once I was out of the doctor’s office, however, I decided there was enough time to change – slacks weren’t very “dressy” and I was in it to w
in it – right? So home – where I put on my orange skirt and sassy black sandals then raced to work…only to discover my black knit is really navy blue, which doesn’t go with the orange and brown skirt and black sandals. I am a business atire nightmare, so after “work training” (which didn’t happen) and getting my tire repaired (which took too long), I decided to run in and buy a black top -quickly, which I did, only to leave my new expensive Armani (??) sunglasses in the dressing room – ran back inside. Whew. See my life?
And we met – and it was…okaykindasorta. I mean maybe a possibility in my book, only every time I opened my mouth I said utterly stupid things – like talking about politics or other similar sexy topics <eyeroll>….GodDAMN. I’m not surprised the men aren’t swarming me like killer bees…(sarcasm). And then it was over and he rolled away in his fancy convertible BMW and I, took the road less travelled: I went shopping for porkchops and carrots.
I headed home and remembered: I have an exam I can be studying for, thus I went through the proper steps: collected my pen and notebook – tunred on my laptop and climbed onto my bed. Annie was confused as it was daytime and headed to the sofa, but Mabi – she knew the drill and climbed onto the bed to lay by the Dell. I MISS THIS!
After my two hours of studying, I started dinner and just as I removed the first meat-thingies from the pan, L texted to
say he’s feed the kids. Good, that meant more meat-thingies and baked kohl rabi for me. When they got home, Ethan approached me and said he needed my help. The next two hours were spent on his paragraph for English. Did I help him? Yes. Do I feel guilty? Yes. Am I sad that he really doesn’t knwo how to write a paragraph well? Absolutey. I need to locate a decent resource for him in all his topics because now The Struggle begins. He also shared a heartbreaking story with me about PE and his locker – it is beginning. I won’t let him know my fears, but maybe high school isn’t gonna be so great for him, after all. I told him it’s the first few weeks, give it time..give it time.
Pictures: Heart leaf from my succulent yestetday: My favorite thing: homework.
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