Interrupted

My Life Thus Far
2007-11-21 17:05:33 (UTC)

12 Hours Straight

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Wow. The screen is different. But, if you don't have a
diary here, you probably never would have known that...
Okay, I'm over it.

I didn't write last night, not because I was feeling sick,
but because I was so darn tired. I had a long day. Not long
in a bad way, but long in a busy kind of way. From the
moment I woke up to the moment I came home, I was doing
something. It made the day go by faster, but then, so does
sleeping through it.

Kiki had her yearly evaluation at Holly Ridge 8:30am
yesterday. Basically, we just went over her progress since
she started and what we want her to accomplish before she
turns 3 (in less than six months, which is hard to
believe). She's still well behind other children her age,
using only 100 or so words when the average 2 1/2 year old
uses 300-500. So, I'm hoping she has a vocabulary explosion
in the next six months. But if not, it just means she'll be
in speech therapy until she catches up or Kindergarten.
Whichever comes first. They checked her hearing too. Last
time she had no hearing in her right ear. This time it's
her left ear. So, if they re-evaluate in a few weeks and
she isn't getting a passing grade in both ears she'll have
to be evaluated for tubes to regulate the fluid in her
inner ear. Also a problem she inherited from her dad. The
tied tongue (which it looks like will be clipped), the ear
problems, the speech delay, the food allergies. She's like
a mirror image of her daddy. I wonder if this next baby
will be anything like me?

After Kiki's evaluation, I had to stop by Annie's school to
figure out her lunch situation. I give her lunch money, but
somehow or another she ends up eating cereal for lunch or
comes home with a negative balance on her lunch account.
So, I'm guessing lunch money isn't something she's capable
of handling just yet. I put $40 on her lunch account, which
will last her through the rest of the year. It won't kill
me to stop in once in awhile to keep her account in order.
It just strikes me as strange that at her age, when I was
doing so much more, had so much more responsibility (for
others and myself), she has a hard time keeping track of
simple things. Like, her lunch money, changing her socks or
brushing her hair. It puzzles me. Am I expecting too much
of her? She is 8 years old now.

Work came after motherly duties. I've taken on 3 extra
shifts this week. So, I'll be working every day except
Thursday. Even the weekend. I agreed to open up my weekends
through the holidays since Snookums is home. I like having
my weekends free, but I love my job, too. Now that I'm
feeling better I don't need that time to rest, so I might
as well be doing something productive. Yesterday was a
quiet day at work. We were down in transactions, but the
one's we did have were really good. Some people were
shopping for the holidays, but the majority were still
shopping for themselves. I don't blame them. I'm not in
holiday shopping-mode just yet either.

You'll never guess who stopped in VS...Ron's new
girlfriend. Nicole. She knew who I was, but I didn't know
who she was. I just treated her like any other customer.
She seems like a genuinely nice girl, really sweet and kind
of innocent (or simple, which can be mistaken for
innocence). I did however find solace in the fact that I'm
way prettier :) I tend to be self-conscious at times, but
even I could see it. She's way skinny. A little too thin,
but skinny isn't equated with beauty. The way I see it. I
can fix fat, but there's little you can do for homely :)
Now I'm not so jealous. Meeting her was very cathartic.

After work I had to do my Thanksgiving grocery shopping.
Before I left the house, I'd printed myself out a detailed
shopping list. I had everything I'm making on it, broken
down into subcategories of what it would take to make it.
So for the turkey it said:

Turkey
Butter
Herbs
Olive Oil
Chicken Stock
Onion
Cranberries
Apple

And so on and so forth. That way nothing is forgotten. I
still felt like I'd forgotten something, but by the time I
left the Commissary I was pretty confident that I hadn't.
My brain has been mush lately. So, without proper planning,
even a trip to the Commissary can be a disaster.

It was after 7:30pm when I got home. So, pretty much for 12
hours straight I was on my feet, on the move. More activity
than I've been partaking in lately. So, I sat down in bed
and didn't get up again. Snookums put the groceries away
and the girls to bed, so I just rested and eventually fell
asleep. I'm feeling pretty good now. I have to get going
though. I work at 11:15am today and when I get home I'm
going to clean up the house a little and start cooking some
dishes. We've got a 26 pound turkey, so it isn't going to
be sharing the oven with anything.

Time to start running again! Ciao. Hopefully I'll be
writing tonight, but if not, I'll catch you up tomorrow
morning again. If I don't get to it, Happy Thanksgiving.
Ciao.




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