Literally, unfortunately.
Today was a good day, despite being cooped up for the 4th day in a row when I've got both kids at home with me full time. There are fires up north from us (I'd reckon about 6 hours north) and they're large enough in size that the smoke has drifted down to us. Because of kids being, y'know, kids, I haven't gone outside with them at all because it's been so bad. Monday and Tuesday were far worse as it was so thick you could only see about 1-2 kms ahead of you, but even today it was hazy and a campfire smell in the air.
I say it was a good day because, despite my threenager O having multiple melt downs over nothing and little M just wouldn't nap (probably because of all of the melt downs), it was relaxed. It was chill. There was nothing I couldn't handle. I had time to myself, got both kids into the car to pick up my new glasses, and I didn't feel stretched thin.
And then T came home with my early birthday present - a new laptop.
I had been campaigning for this because I really think that writing things down will help me get through the frantic/anxious/depressed/crazy time PLUS I have goals of writing a book. And I like the idea of being able to write for an hour or so at night before going to bed, and the current bedtime routine we've got going on leaves me room to do that.
So here's hoping that there will be more consistent updates on here, and perhaps news about book :)
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