work on friday: long and kinda sucktastic. Day started to look up on the way home, and then I pulled into the driveway to find someone had taken my usual spot. Grumbled a bit, had a kahlua, went to see cell23 for hugs and pettings, which all kinds of worked until I rolled my dodgy ankle while taking off my sneakers. It was a bad roll too - ankle touched floor and crunchy things were both heard and felt. FML.
Day today was long and busy. The sunderland fall festival was manageably small and pretty fun. and it was a kid weekend, which are always kinda bolstering to the spirit, even when they're having massive NO moments. Still, between the ankle, starting the day waking up rearing to go work out before remembering that 45 minutes on an elliptical was probably not the best thing to do 12 hours after straining an ankle, going back to sleep and having nightmares about the now-usual subject (if this replaces the dream about showing up to an advanced math final after never having gone to class once, my subconscious is fired - and the fact that I'd prefer the final exam anxiety dream should tell you something about how much I hate this particular new and different thing) i was in woooooooooooooooooooooonky head space all damn day, which was not at all helpful. Problem was ultimately solved after the kids went down for the night, between some extended cuddle in front of useless TV time with
cell23, and an unscheduled but entirely welcome visit from
avalon616. A hilarious evening of chinese food, Fluxx and discussions about exes, neuroses and kink ensued. Thanks guys, I needed that.
Tomorrow we are off to visit
head58. SUPERFUNTIEMS.
Day today was long and busy. The sunderland fall festival was manageably small and pretty fun. and it was a kid weekend, which are always kinda bolstering to the spirit, even when they're having massive NO moments. Still, between the ankle, starting the day waking up rearing to go work out before remembering that 45 minutes on an elliptical was probably not the best thing to do 12 hours after straining an ankle, going back to sleep and having nightmares about the now-usual subject (if this replaces the dream about showing up to an advanced math final after never having gone to class once, my subconscious is fired - and the fact that I'd prefer the final exam anxiety dream should tell you something about how much I hate this particular new and different thing) i was in woooooooooooooooooooooonky head space all damn day, which was not at all helpful. Problem was ultimately solved after the kids went down for the night, between some extended cuddle in front of useless TV time with
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