The home stretch.
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elfsAnd the week slowly winds down to its final crawl, I look back on it and realize that it has been a Hell of a week, not entirely helped by the children and with a grueling week at work.
Yesterday, I managed to make it through the entire day without completely going insane but it was a very close matter. I got both girls to school on time and then broke out my Palm's client accounts timer, using it to make sure that I gave my office the full four hours I owed them this day. To my pleasure, the VPN worked flawlessly, allowing me to get a lot done and keep up the correspondence despite my physical separation from the office.
After three hours of that, I went to Kouryou-chan's school and attended the parent-teacher conference. There was a lot of good coverage: Kouryou-chan has bright insights into mathematics, she's a reader and a writer above her peers, her handwriting is fabulous, that kind of thing. All of her problems are social; adjusting from Primary to Elementary was hard on her, as she transitioned from being the class leader to the class little kid.
The kidlet and I hit the library where she picked up four more Secrets of Droon books and I discovered Jim Butcher and Marianne De Pierres (not that I had time to read them), and then we got home just in time for Yamaraashi-chan to return from school and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
fallenpegasus arrived just in time to take them off my hands. He and intrepid_reason were taking them and a third kidlet to a family-friendly event at the UW, a games night. They bowled and played DDR and air hockey and pizza.
I so needed that break. I had a counselling appointment on Capitol Hill and I was almost late for it. I thought to myself that if I left fifteen minutes early I'd have time to stop by the marketplace and pick up Dead Man's Reach, my favorite brand of coffee, but I forgot that I was leaving during rush hour and usually I have Omaha, meaning we breeze by using the carpool lane. I barely made it.
Afterward, I called Pegasus and he said he was heading back. We rendezvoused at his house, which is near where I was, and I took the girls home.
I promised them that I would snuggle them that night, so I let them both go to sleep in my bed. That was a mistake. I went to bed later, after they were in sleep, and they were both terribly tossy-turny. Things came to a head when, at four in the morning, Yamaraashi-chan suddenly turned over and I rolled away from her, falling out of bed. I slammed my elbow into the register grating of the heater vent. If I hadn't been wearing long-sleeves with my pyjamas I would probably have cut myself. I growled the kids into their own beds.
Today, I managed to swing daycare for Kouryou-chan, so I was able to go to work. Despite the lack of sleep I had fun because I finally got my humongous 30 inch, 16:9 aspect ratio monitor and dual quad-core machine with VMware up and running.
The stress has been high this week, obviously, but I found an appropriate target for my venting. I can't believe I wasted 4000 words tearing into every last niggling little contradiction and fallacy some bozo posted to one of the sex advice groups I sometimes read, but his sneering, "What do you get out of an open relationship?" challenge was just to much fun to pass up. Damn, that felt good.
Yesterday, I managed to make it through the entire day without completely going insane but it was a very close matter. I got both girls to school on time and then broke out my Palm's client accounts timer, using it to make sure that I gave my office the full four hours I owed them this day. To my pleasure, the VPN worked flawlessly, allowing me to get a lot done and keep up the correspondence despite my physical separation from the office.
After three hours of that, I went to Kouryou-chan's school and attended the parent-teacher conference. There was a lot of good coverage: Kouryou-chan has bright insights into mathematics, she's a reader and a writer above her peers, her handwriting is fabulous, that kind of thing. All of her problems are social; adjusting from Primary to Elementary was hard on her, as she transitioned from being the class leader to the class little kid.
The kidlet and I hit the library where she picked up four more Secrets of Droon books and I discovered Jim Butcher and Marianne De Pierres (not that I had time to read them), and then we got home just in time for Yamaraashi-chan to return from school and
fallenpegasus arrived just in time to take them off my hands. He and intrepid_reason were taking them and a third kidlet to a family-friendly event at the UW, a games night. They bowled and played DDR and air hockey and pizza.I so needed that break. I had a counselling appointment on Capitol Hill and I was almost late for it. I thought to myself that if I left fifteen minutes early I'd have time to stop by the marketplace and pick up Dead Man's Reach, my favorite brand of coffee, but I forgot that I was leaving during rush hour and usually I have Omaha, meaning we breeze by using the carpool lane. I barely made it.
Afterward, I called Pegasus and he said he was heading back. We rendezvoused at his house, which is near where I was, and I took the girls home.
I promised them that I would snuggle them that night, so I let them both go to sleep in my bed. That was a mistake. I went to bed later, after they were in sleep, and they were both terribly tossy-turny. Things came to a head when, at four in the morning, Yamaraashi-chan suddenly turned over and I rolled away from her, falling out of bed. I slammed my elbow into the register grating of the heater vent. If I hadn't been wearing long-sleeves with my pyjamas I would probably have cut myself. I growled the kids into their own beds.
Today, I managed to swing daycare for Kouryou-chan, so I was able to go to work. Despite the lack of sleep I had fun because I finally got my humongous 30 inch, 16:9 aspect ratio monitor and dual quad-core machine with VMware up and running.
The stress has been high this week, obviously, but I found an appropriate target for my venting. I can't believe I wasted 4000 words tearing into every last niggling little contradiction and fallacy some bozo posted to one of the sex advice groups I sometimes read, but his sneering, "What do you get out of an open relationship?" challenge was just to much fun to pass up. Damn, that felt good.
