Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Good Day

Hey, Barb.

It's only 9:30 but it's already dark out - yeah! I do love the long summer nights up here in the north, but it's also nice to feel like it's nightime when I go to bed. It just finished pouring down rain for a bit, which was very cool. It's supposed to get sunny again after this, and that will be perfect timing. Just enough gloom to settle everyone down.

I got a killer haircut today and am so pleased. It's a little like Casey's only not such a drastic A-line in the back. Long and straight in the front with no bangs (!) and no poofy Kate Gosselin business in the back. I love it! And I had a really good outfit day - not sure why, it was just jeans and my Converse and a fleece vest.

So it was a pretty good day, all in all. I made a yummy chicken, spinach and risotto dinner which the boys liked, so that's always a plus. We've been sitting on the couch watching the game since then, trying, I think, to find a way to talk to each other. Being the world's worst listener, though, J is striking out pretty effectively (no pun intended). I am trying not to get all pissy and launch into a bad mood just because he's ignoring me, even though I keep attempting to start a conversation.

Tomorrow, nothing planned. This weekend we're supposed to go to a Welcome Home BBQ for a friend who has been in Iraq for 8 months. Other than that, nothing going on.

About the alone idea...yes, I know it appears that I am in need of contact with others all the time, but it's not a need so much as it just is the way it is. It's hard to be alone with kids. They kind of attract other people whether I want them to or not. And I don't mind all the people in my space all the time, don't get me wrong. I think i probably love my alone time more because of it. Since I don't get much of it, I seem to crave it, treasure it, savor it. I do think you might have a point with the self esteem, though. I am constantly surrounded by other people and their opinions and judgements, so it's probably more difficult to just be ok being me, by myself.

Anywho, I'm going to catch the end of this game and hit the hay. More tomorrow,
Love, A

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