"And if I could fly or change the tides"

Exhausted, mostly.

There's good stuff, and there's bad stuff. Light's been sick since Thursday, and unlike him, I am not a wonderful patient nurturing spouse (this sounds sarcastic but it's not. he's absolutely awesome when i'm ill). Much like I simply want to be left the fuck alone when I'm sick (except, of course, when I want to be coddled), I sort of want him to just sit down and be quiet until he's better. I don't actually act on this desire, or I try not to, but I feel like an awful person all the time.

Work was horrible, and then I came home, and went to the grocery store and did dishes and made dinner and soon I'll get up and iron and do more dishes and I'm whiny to the point of wanting to weep.

But, I also got the new Girlyman CD in the mail and there's something lovely about enjoying music in such an unwary way. I went and saw a silly movie (300) in lovely company and had truly satisfying diner food afterward (malted vanilla milkshake and onion rings) and awesome conversation. It's neat to see myself getting more comfortable around people, and I'm deeply grateful they're giving me a chance to do so.

I'm fighting the urge to binge on internet purchases of pretty-smelling soap and teas. I'll probably make some sort of bargain with myself, if I do X amount of chores, or am good about stepping for X number of days, I get a treat. 'Cause, well, packages.

"And if I could fly or change the tides"

Exhausted, mostly.

There's good stuff, and there's bad stuff. Light's been sick since Thursday, and unlike him, I am not a wonderful patient nurturing spouse (this sounds sarcastic but it's not. he's absolutely awesome when i'm ill). Much like I simply want to be left the fuck alone when I'm sick (except, of course, when I want to be coddled), I sort of want him to just sit down and be quiet until he's better. I don't actually act on this desire, or I try not to, but I feel like an awful person all the time.

Work was horrible, and then I came home, and went to the grocery store and did dishes and made dinner and soon I'll get up and iron and do more dishes and I'm whiny to the point of wanting to weep.

But, I also got the new Girlyman CD in the mail and there's something lovely about enjoying music in such an unwary way. I went and saw a silly movie (300) in lovely company and had truly satisfying diner food afterward (malted vanilla milkshake and onion rings) and awesome conversation. It's neat to see myself getting more comfortable around people, and I'm deeply grateful they're giving me a chance to do so.

I'm fighting the urge to binge on internet purchases of pretty-smelling soap and teas. I'll probably make some sort of bargain with myself, if I do X amount of chores, or am good about stepping for X number of days, I get a treat. 'Cause, well, packages.