Valentine’s Day Eve

Attempting briefly to surface for air… It is good. They’re keeping me busy learning new stuff. I’m not getting up and moving around enough so I have sting-y, tear-y eyes, and I get all creaky when I go to stand up because I’ve lost track of time because I’ve been concentrating on tasks and, gosh, two or three hours have passed.

The Girls(tm) are sweet & adorable. We knew that. M1 has been sitting down the last couple days and working intently on a story. There are more details of that at . M2 is a sweet little snugglebug that is just all squooshy & kissy & stuff. Her Very Favorite Toy from her birthday appears to be the little red train. I need to get them signed up for swimming lessons again. Gah. I didn’t get a chance to call the pool today to see what classes M1 should be in. It seems like I have enough to do, but I guess there’s more. Huh. The other question being — is M2 ready for the Pre-1 swimming class rather than the parent-tot… She *is* three, but she’s also really shy but then, she is *three*… I don’t know. Decisions, decisions.

Yep yep yep yep.

Time to go attempt to collapse out of exhaustion only to lie awake thinking of all the stuff that needs to get done that I can’t do until at least tomorrow… and maybe read some David Sedaris in the bath, just a little.

Yeah, I know, Discardia is one of those things I need to get back to. Yesterday I swore quietly under my breath as I folded laundry for hours yet got only halfway through the girls’ laundry that from here on out, in terms of kids’ clothes, one new outfit in? One old outfit OUT OUT OUT! Jeebers. And holy. freaking. cow. I also turned all their hangers around. For M1? If it’s not worn in a month? It’s getting donated. Ridiculous.