Thursday, March 10, 2011

This is My Day - So Far

Things have to get better from here, although I know I shouldn't say that, or even think it.

I was awakened at 4:45 a.m. by what sounded like my children screaming and being attacked. We have a monitor in their shared bedroom and we keep it on during the night, for our own security and for theirs. Anyway, the screaming woke me out of a deep sleep and I instantly turned to wake my husband. Funny thing that, I always thought I would rush out of bed and into their room, but apparently I need backup. Lo and behold, my husband was not in bed and then I realized that I was hearing our new chihuahua yelping because my husband had just left for work. Dang it!

I have always struggled with getting up early. Not today. When you are woken up to the perceived screams of your children, your heart is racing and adrenaline pumping, there is no going back to sleep. No way. If I tried, I know I would just lay there thinking that maybe someone WAS going to break in and this was my warning. Right? I know you know what I mean! So how could I go back to sleep? Nah.

I embraced the plan for the day and put on my cozies, brewed a pot of French Roast, and decided to have a few hours to myself, with the chihuahua, and catch up on reading my favorite blogs. I'm so glad that I did because I found this site and have been having so much fun there already. It's a website for bookworms like me. Check it out.

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

So This Was My Day

I should have gotten up earlier, but, oh, well. We had plenty of time to get school work done before PE class. We headed to the park and I spent the afternoon knitting in the sunshine, a perfect day. We also had taken our new chihuahua with us and she spent most of the time happy on my lap or skittering away from children. I think she'll get used to being amongst people and outdoors. The family we got her from has a lot of cats and this dog acts like a cat, I swear. And she smells, but that's another story.

We went home and for some reason I was feeling tired and what the heck, I took a 30-minute nap, on my bed, with the kids in the other room taking turns on the computer. Good times! I had the window open and the dishwasher running, great sounds to nap to. I got up in time to make dinner and then dash off to the library with the older kids on the way to Professor X's acting class.

We hit the jackpot at the library. I had looked for videos on space last week, but didn't find anything. Not one video. But apparently, whoever had them returned them so I could check them all out. Every single one. Yay for me. We will be having a great time with these videos to close off our study of the planets and the sun. I also found a few knitting books that have inspired me to begin a few new products, bags and pocket scarves. I'm feeling prolific, hoping I can have the time to follow through.

While the professor was in acting class, I took my princess to JoAnn's Fabrics. There was a huge woman barreling around the store, with a cart, and mouth-breathing like no one I have ever heard before. I felt her breath on the back of my neck and she was standing three feet away! It was disgusting and offensive and I thought I was on some candid camera show. It was grotesque. And it totally turned me off to any purchase of yarn or knitting needles. Princess O chose a bead set and I grudgingly used my best coupon to buy it for her.

Then we headed home after class and I hit the treadmill. I need something to do on there and knitting was not an option since my new project is more involved than stockinette at the start. I picked up the Story of Edgar Sawtelle. I've had this novel on my shelf for months and haven't picked it up. The reviews are promising and I enjoyed what I read so far. I walked for a little less than 30 minutes and I felt great, love my new Skechers Shape Ups!

I am ready to hit the showers and hit the sheets. My husband bought me a new can of French Roast, and that is incentive for an early rise tomorrow. Maybe.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Just the Highlights

So much to tell, so little time to stay inspired to write it all. I swear, every time I get the itch to write on my blog, something happens and then my arms just feel so heavy later, as if I can't even write at all. I get that heavy arm feeling when I'm faced with a daunting task, like carrying those big 2.5 gallons of water into the house. I hate feeling like that for writing, the muse just flees.

My transcription career has stalled out. My TMD is flaring up so bad that my Eustachian tube is inverting my eardrum and I cannot hear out of my right ear well at all. The whole situation has helped me to realize how incredibly unhappy I have been trying to juggle a job on top of everything else I want to do. I was stressed out and just not the best person I can be. So, not a bad trade, I think, my hearing for my sanity. So far, financially, my husband is okay with it. I have been demonstrating how much more productive I can be at home without a job by making dinner, cleaning, and being in a good mood most of the time. I call it Operation Happy Pappy. If I can keep Pappy happy, then maybe he won't want me to work anymore. So far, so good.

The absence of a job has not opened my schedule up at all. I am still rushing about with the kids to get to classes and run errands. This is another way I realized how compressed my days have been with a job. So homeschool has been a lot more free and fun and spontaneous, everything I love about it. We're doing a unit on space right now and learned all about spiders in space. Fascinating stuff. I'm planning to continue this unit study through the rest of the school year, only another 2.5 months.

I have been knitting a lot and gaining more skills in this passion of mine. I have realized how much I love to knit and how it just relaxes me to feel the yarn and hear the clicking of the needles. I carried a bag I made the other day instead of my purse, and I had the most delicious feeling when I reached into it to get my wallet out. I have taught myself how to knit in the round on circulars and also with double-pointed needles. Socks cannot be far off!


For my birthday, my husband let me get a tattoo on my inner wrist. I found some pictures and took them to my artist who did an amazing job bringing the idea to life. The picture is a hummingbird hovering over a flower that contains a book, in front of a sun peeking from behind clouds, and a 4-leaf clover hidden in the cloud. I absolutely love it. The colors are vibrant and the whole tattoo is just totally me.

So. There you go. Highlights.