I have SO MUCH work to do, my head is spinning. [I will spare you the gory details. You’re welcome.]
Bean has discovered YouTube crafting tutorials. This is almost but not quite allowing me to focus on work.
My current complaints include: neck pain, queasy tummy, still wearing Saturday’s pajamas, must finish contract, and did I really just brush my teeth for the first time today? Ew.
Bean… is happy, even though I keep declining his offers to join the art class he is conducting in the kitchen.
I also have to get ready for my makearoo jam session tomorrow. Totally psyched about that; wishing I could ignore all other professional responsibilities this week.
Being an adult is a pain in the ass. Being an adult rocks. Life isn’t fair. It’s also beautiful. All of these things are true.
I don’t want to talk about serious business right now, but it’s fine if you do. Really. Please go right ahead and roar at the sky. My silence is not a statement. It’s just a strategy to meet my own need for safety.
All this to announce that I’m going to be all sweetness and light for a while. I will write about and post photos of things that are hopeful, or funny, or sweet, or just simply delicious, like the homemade mango jam I got in the mail today. (I have a Hawaiian aunt. Be jealous.)
[Right now: “MOMMY?!? I NEED A TOILET PAPER ROLL. I’M MAKING A BUTTERFLY SNOWFLAKE.”]
It’s not that I don’t care about Newtown. I couldn’t possibly care more. I’m just not going to write about it. This is for the sake of my sanity, and also because there is a sweet little boy in the next room who hates it when his mommy cries. OK? OK.
This has been a post.