Purging. Filing. Trying to remember what can come OUT of the filing cabinet and be purged. The recycle bin is going to be very heavy this week.

Trying to remember that I was once a REFORMED pack rat. I had it together once upon a time*.

The room smells of failure. It's the place I attempted and failed to job-hunt, post Masters' Degree. I was rather ( Read more... )

It's the little things.

When we bought our house, the bedroom was painted peach, with beige trim and a grey carpet. Lovely, except that we are bold, primary-colors types. I ripped that carpet up and painted the walls very white. Sometime in the first year of living there, I decided that a lavender trim would go nicely with our chuppah, and painted ( Read more... )

Had a recurrence of the weird itch reaction Tuesday (or was it Wednesday?) night. Was a big one too. The bump behind my left ear swelled up (so did the one behind my right, a little), my palms turned bright red (from rubbing them?), and the itch was everywhere. Took two antihistamine pills, which I don't usually do, so the feeling when they hit was ( Read more... )

Thank goodness for aspirin. I'm a nasty snot factory, but, thanks to aspirin, I'm not a nasty snot factory with a throbbing face and aching throat ( Read more... )

Am sending in an invincible remote-controlled puppet robot to live my life while I lie around feeling pathetic. Stupid cold. Stupid fatigue.

Had a lovely morning. Woke at about 5:30, was out in the front yard with the Sparkle by 6:30 doing a little weeding and a little wandering. Had breakfast and didn't feel awful. Baby boy had a nice morning nap. We went to the farmers' market at our usual late hour and brought home armloads of glorious green vegetables.

Soon had the unpleasant ( Read more... )

Home. Relieved. Sick ( Read more... )

Suspect, from the throbbing of my unconsciously clenched jaw, that the noise from the street work out in front of the store is not lowering my blood pressure.

Still haven't done an at-home check.

After several nights running in which much of the bedtime routine was transferred to Mommy, I am alone with the baby boy tonight, after being away all day ( Read more... )

Last night I woke up when Jen came to bed and then I couldn't sleep. At first it was lovely, having a little check in. Then it was extremely frustrating. I didn't look at the time, so I have no idea how long I was awake. It felt like hours ( Read more... )