Monday seems to be my default Blogging Day now. Makes sense, as that's when I seem to have most of my free time. I get the kids off to school, do the grocery shopping, a bit of cleaning (let's be honest; as little as I can get away with), and then I chill for a while. The rest of the week somehow gets taken up with Stuff To Do, although, if you were to ask me on Friday what I'd done for the past 5 days, I wouldn't be able to tell you.
Such is the life of a mom, I suppose. Even when the kids are in school.
A few days ago I realized that my obsessive worry about my WW weigh-ins was creeping back in. I'd put on .8 lbs last week. (POINT. EIGHT!) Mainly because I was bloated out to here (indicates circumference roughly the size of Jupiter) for much of the week. Apparently, PMS now starts 2 1/2 weeks before Aunt Flow actually shows up. Yeah. THANKS, hormones!
I'd also been exercising a little too much. But, to be fair to myself, part of it was to get rid of the bloating and cramping. Exercise helps A LOT, and there was a point where it was getting painful. So I'd go for a walk or hop on the bike or yoga mat in the hopes of getting rid of some of that.
So the bloat is a bit better (say that 10 times fast!), and now my face looks (to continue the cosmic theme) like the Belt of Orion. Just in time to go to the opening of Hubby's show tonight. Yay!
(And by "Yay" I mean, of course, "*&^%@#$*+%$#@!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!")
Tomorrow night is LG's Back to School Night. And, from what I hear, they have hired a full-time teacher for his class, who will arrive in 2 weeks' time, once the background check has cleared. I think being in a regular classroom in the actual school building (as opposed to the trailer where they were situated the past 2 years) has made a huge difference for him. He's calmer, and, according to his teachers, participating very actively. And he is able to finally show the depth of his intelligence!
:) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)
WG is doing well, too. There are 2 new students in her class, and they're both quite noisy. Given her sensitivity to sound, it's been a little difficult for her. But she is finding her way, and the staff know when she needs to either go outside, have her noise cancelling headphones put on, or listen to music.
I'm so stinkin' proud of both of them!!!!!!!!! They're such smart, amazing, wonderful kids!!!!!!!!! How'd we get so lucky?
Since my sister-in-law et. al. moved out, the pup has been a bit more clingy than usual. Which is completely understandable. He needs reassurance that he's not going anywhere, and I'm more than happy to give it. When a 75-pound pit bull needs cuddles, well, he doesn't have to ask me twice!
As I mentioned, Hubby's show opens tonight for a 4-week run. Which means things will be a bit calmer: He performs 4 nights a week, and can come home beforehand (after work). Plus, he'll have most of the weekend free, other than Saturday night. We'll actually get to see his face now and then, lol!
As for me, well, the job search, such as it is, continues on apace. And the writing, well, that does, as well. As much as is possible. I figure if I just vomit all the ideas that are racing around in my head onto paper, something will eventually come of it.
Aaaaaaand...I may just submit myself for a directing gig at a community theater in Marin. I LOVE community theaters! Just have to think of a play...
Of course, it wouldn't be a post o'mine if I neglected to mention "Doctor Who" or "Sherlock" or both.
Looks like season 4 of "Sherlock" won't be happening for a while, due to the fact that both leads are ridiculously busy, popular, and important (good for them!). Although, apparently, we WILL be getting a Christmas special next year, by all accounts.
Peter Capaldi continues to amaze and inspire as The Doctor. And Jenna Coleman is being just fantastic. The entire cast is terrific, recurring and guest, and some of the characters have been SO wonderful, I hope we see them again.
This show, and PC in particular, has rekindled my love of acting and my creativity. It makes me excited to get myself back out there.
Which reminds me of the dream I had the night before last, in which I was pregnant. And panicking. Because I don't want another child at this stage of my life. "However, I don't think the dream was literal. I think it had more to do with the above-mentioned creativity: I've waded back into those waters, and it's time to take the plunge. To birth a new project, if you will.
I just need to find the right midwife. ;)
OK. I'm off. Kids are getting out of school soon and I should...bathe, or something.
Talk again soon!