Last night ended in a relaxing, long bath. Because, yesterday, the whole day was kind of surreal.
(Disclaimer: long story about my early days as a mom with a toddler and an infant.)
On Monday night I watched a bunch of syndicated Big Bang Theory episodes. As always, they were funny and entertaining, but one in particular kind of threw me for a loop. It somehow sparked a weird, long, complicated memory of my early mom days from 12 years ago.
I sat in my bed immediately after that episode finished, and typed out the convoluted mess that my subconscious dredged up into my blog.
You’re welcome. 😊
I hereby caution you: the following post is lengthy, ugly, painful, and maybe just a little bit insightful. If you are in a delicate state of mental health at the moment maybe skip over this one.
You have been warned.❗
After I typed it out, I realized something: watching tv is hazardous to my mental health.
Either that, or it’s therapeutic.
Yeah, let’s go with the second one. Catharsis, if you will.
I’m utterly unconcerned about the piles of crap all around me because it’s March Break here. This means no school for the kids, although my husband is still working. College Spring Break, aka Reading Week, was last week, so it didn’t coincide with the elementary school break this week.
Whatever. It’s not like we can get away what with hockey championships underway…
But it is spring break. Daylight savings time has sprung forward. We lost our precious hour of sleep. Spring is coming, I suppose…(Maybe not. There’s half an inch of fresh snow outside today.) Continue reading “Spring break: lack of motivation, a birthday, and a lot of couch sitting”