Again, not a lot of time this morning. I’ll be taking Nivea to the high school for her shadowing thing, so that means cutting out a little bit earlier than usual. But I’m trying to keep this habit up. I’m glad that it seems that I’ve been able to force myself into writing somewhat regularly, again. It also seems to be helping with my mood and spirits a bit.
I’m also going to attempt to change a few other habits and introduce a few more. Included in that mess is the idea of trying to quit smoking, again. It’s going to be hell.
I sent the kids on the bus this morning, instead of taking them in. They didn’t seem to mind. I took them on Monday–Nivea’s first shadow day. I’d thought about taking them, but it seemed that none of them were aware of Nivea’s shadowing thing, so I figured I’d just keep things easier for me. This way, I only need to manage my way up to the hilltop and back down, instead of up, down, and looping back round through town. I’ll just end up a little early for work, because I won’t have enough time to come back home. Monday was kind of awesome in that respect, as I was scheduled in an hour later than usual, so I had time to come back home.
My neck and left shoulder hurts. Sleep hasn’t been all that great, recently.
I’m somehow planning on cramming a ton of housework into tomorrow, as well as shopping for supplies, doing some absentee voting, getting an eye exam, and hopefully squaring away a few billing and scheduling issues with Violet’s therapist. I’m not really looking forward to all of that. I need another day off.
I need a vacation.
I wish I could burn up some of my PTO whenever I wanted, but I have to save it to align with time that Ashlee has put it. A selfish part of me wants to scream, “It’s my time, I can use it when I want,” but I know that doing so would be to the detriment of the family. I just need to hang on long enough to working with the company to get into the same bracket of earnings as Ashlee. Of course, once I hit that, I’m pretty sure she’ll be bumping up into a higher bracket, so we’ll never match, and I’ll still end up having to take time whenever I can have it meet something of hers.
I hope I have a decent day at work, today. I hope that maybe they’ll send me home. Yes, I keep holding out for that stupid thought.
I need to check on my garden. It got pretty cold last night. I’m taking the gardening slightly more serious this year, but I’m still looking at it with the attitude of throw seeds in the dirt and see what happens.
Well, I reckon it’s time to go.