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Nov. 21st, 2007 10:55 pmToday seems like it was a hard day of parenting in LJ-land. Two ER visits, one desperately early awakening. Evelyn had some difficulty with her naps today (they were about a quarter as long as they needed to be, so she was worn out all day long) but nothing bad enough to complain about when one compares it to the others. However, it seems odd that so many had hard times today. Maybe it's something in the air, pre-holiday stress.
I am on a mission to stop procrastinating for a while. I'm realistic. I know that a forever goal on anti-procrastination won't happen so I'm starting with some set goals. To that end, I have torn my dining room (and storage closet) all to pieces this week in an attempt to organize all my crafting supplies by type and put them in a set of drawers sitting empty in our sunroom. Our sunroom is where all our old furniture goes to die, by the way. I'm almost done, and I'm feeling so, so proud of myself for getting it done. I'm also feeling disgusted by how very many projects I bought all sorts of things for and then I faded away from it and so I have these things sitting around. I tend to get into hobbies and then move into something else. I'm actually somewhat proud of myself for my restraint with my sewing hobby. I've spent a bunch of money on fabric, but I have made some super-practical things and so it's paid for itself (or it will before I get done, at the very least.) I have a stack of yarn from my knitting days, and you really wouldn't believe how much tatting stuff I have. (Part of the inspiration for this project was my desire to tat something but my stuff wasn't accessible.. I really miss it.) I am also determined to fully finish a website I've been working on half-heartedly for ages, and then plan, design and implement a kind of cool site that M and I have been talking about for a long time. We bought the domain name in February and it still has a placeholder up.. it's getting ridiculous by now. Time is such a precious commodity when one has a baby.
I have other things to say but a) words aren't coming out very easily tonight and b) M is beginning to look impatient with me, as it's bedtime, so I have to wrap this up. See how nicely I have blamed M instead of admitting that my eyes are drifting closed whiel I type this? Marriage is always having someone to blame.
I am on a mission to stop procrastinating for a while. I'm realistic. I know that a forever goal on anti-procrastination won't happen so I'm starting with some set goals. To that end, I have torn my dining room (and storage closet) all to pieces this week in an attempt to organize all my crafting supplies by type and put them in a set of drawers sitting empty in our sunroom. Our sunroom is where all our old furniture goes to die, by the way. I'm almost done, and I'm feeling so, so proud of myself for getting it done. I'm also feeling disgusted by how very many projects I bought all sorts of things for and then I faded away from it and so I have these things sitting around. I tend to get into hobbies and then move into something else. I'm actually somewhat proud of myself for my restraint with my sewing hobby. I've spent a bunch of money on fabric, but I have made some super-practical things and so it's paid for itself (or it will before I get done, at the very least.) I have a stack of yarn from my knitting days, and you really wouldn't believe how much tatting stuff I have. (Part of the inspiration for this project was my desire to tat something but my stuff wasn't accessible.. I really miss it.) I am also determined to fully finish a website I've been working on half-heartedly for ages, and then plan, design and implement a kind of cool site that M and I have been talking about for a long time. We bought the domain name in February and it still has a placeholder up.. it's getting ridiculous by now. Time is such a precious commodity when one has a baby.
I have other things to say but a) words aren't coming out very easily tonight and b) M is beginning to look impatient with me, as it's bedtime, so I have to wrap this up. See how nicely I have blamed M instead of admitting that my eyes are drifting closed whiel I type this? Marriage is always having someone to blame.
