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I have the kids tonight. I thought I'd have the night off to write, but I don't. I guess that'll be Thursday night. I'd hoped to get together with my friend Tarisse, but honestly if that's the night I have to write, then I need to write. My paper is due Monday in first draft form. This is one deadline I really can't afford to miss.
Emotionally this has really thrown me off, though... I'm not sure how to handle it. I can't seem to start writing even though I know I need to, even though I only have two hours until I pick up Al. I'm writing this in the hopes of getting it out so I can make some progress before all is said and done and I've lost my chance. It doesn't help that I'm still during the worst part of my period, so I'm vaguely dazed and weary and having problems concentrating during the best of times. I went back to sleep this morning after the boys got off to their buses because I was so tired from not sleeping well last night, but it didn't seem to have helped. I still feel all wrung out. I also can't remember if I took my meds this morning or not... oops.
I miss my boyfriend. I miss people. I haven't gotten to be social in what feels like ages -- I can't spare the time. I had my kids all weekend, which means my time alone went away, and I'm trying desperately to work on something that I'm just not feeling right now. I need to go grocery shopping -- things are a bit sparse in my kitchen unless you want leftover chicken-rice casserole, which I like but the kids have decided they're not as fond of after all, and I've had it for four days straight now because I can't seem to make time to cook anything. I've had coffee but it's not helping -- now I just feel spacey and wired.
Blah. Somebody tell a joke or something.
Emotionally this has really thrown me off, though... I'm not sure how to handle it. I can't seem to start writing even though I know I need to, even though I only have two hours until I pick up Al. I'm writing this in the hopes of getting it out so I can make some progress before all is said and done and I've lost my chance. It doesn't help that I'm still during the worst part of my period, so I'm vaguely dazed and weary and having problems concentrating during the best of times. I went back to sleep this morning after the boys got off to their buses because I was so tired from not sleeping well last night, but it didn't seem to have helped. I still feel all wrung out. I also can't remember if I took my meds this morning or not... oops.
I miss my boyfriend. I miss people. I haven't gotten to be social in what feels like ages -- I can't spare the time. I had my kids all weekend, which means my time alone went away, and I'm trying desperately to work on something that I'm just not feeling right now. I need to go grocery shopping -- things are a bit sparse in my kitchen unless you want leftover chicken-rice casserole, which I like but the kids have decided they're not as fond of after all, and I've had it for four days straight now because I can't seem to make time to cook anything. I've had coffee but it's not helping -- now I just feel spacey and wired.
Blah. Somebody tell a joke or something.
