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My Life Thus Far
2007-03-26 07:48:32 (UTC)

Pleasantly Distracted

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Today was not an ordinary day. But, it was good none the
less. Actually, I think it was better because it wasn't
ordinary. Even though it's Sunday, I picked up a shift for
one of the slacker college girls that's always, inevitable
calling in sick. 1:30-6pm. Ron was gracious enough to
watch my brood for me while I was gone. How nice of him.
He's such a gentlemen. It wasn't like he had anything else
to do today, anyway.

Sundays are busier at VS than I thought they'd be. Not
holiday busy, but much more busy than my average weekday.
We had very little down time, but it wasn't swamped. I'd
say it was the perfect level of preoccupation. By the time
I was wondering what time it was, the gates were being
pulled down and the music shut off. 6pm came fast. I've
got yet another full week next week. I kind of like the
full weeks I've been getting the past few months. Time is
flying by and I'm not constantly counting the moments
Snookums is away from me. I'm pleasantly distracted.

Annie pulled a disappearing act while I was at work.
Lately I've been trying to give Annie a little more
freedom, but all it seems to be doing is backfiring. Since
it was such a sunny day, I thought I'd let Annie walk to
the park that's just a couple of blocks up the road. I
left for work and when I called to see how things were
going (5 hours later) and she still hadn't come home yet.
I TOLD her to come home every hour to check in (I even let
her wear my rhinestone encrusted, mother of pearl faced
Fossil watch so she could keep time) and I TOLD her not to
go in anyone's house. I don't know if she followed the
later rule, but I know she completely disregarded the
first one. So, this just goes to show me, she's not ready
to go out on her own. She's just not responsible enough.
Maybe it's my fault for never giving her more leash. Maybe
I should have cut her loose more often over the past
couple of years. I just don't feel comfortable doing that.
Not the way the world is now. The last thing I want is to
be responsible for my child getting hurt because I wasn't
attentive enough. There's a fine line between freedom and
neglect. At least there was a happy ending to this story.
I found her playing at the park with a group of about 4 or
5 other kids. She wasn't alone at least, that made me feel
a little better. She seems to not understand my response
at all to her being MIA for so long, but I won't expect
that from her until she's got her own precocious 7 year
old to worry about.

I'd better be off to bed now. Kiki has therapy bright and
early and I don't want her to be late. I'm getting kind of
lax about being on time. I'd better nip that in the bud
before it gets me in trouble. Ciao and goodnight.




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