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A day off from online, anyhow. Must needs EMPTY THE PLAYROOM FOR CONSTRUCTION BEGINNING TOMORROW, just me and the 10-year-old, with cats underfoot, and figure out where the fuck to put everything in the meantime. This was meant to be a joint task, not a solo one, and boy am I pissed off over it.
Also, I'm taking my lovely daughter to the grocery store with me because I must, and we have to take down the blanket fort she made in the living room because the living room is about to house all the furniture from two rooms at once for the next 4 months or so.
I want to hear NO COMPLAINING from that husband person (who just text-messaged me from Chicago!) when he gets in later this evening. I'm doing the best I can.
Mommy Interlude.
Last night Hannah and I had a mother-daughter moment of extreme degree. She was nostalgic, I was nostalgic, we talked about her adoption and childhood memories, we shared a hug and a good amount of tears, then we read together. Oh, by the way. Diana Wynne Jones, Howl's Moving Castle - it's so much fun. It's so perfect and precise and enjoyably benign and yet so intriguing and fun. Very different from the movie, which was also really lovely.
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Alas, alas, the writing challenge is over for the month. Now you have 3 weeks where you don't have to listen to me remind you about it. We'll see what happens in Octubre, amigos.
A day off from online, anyhow. Must needs EMPTY THE PLAYROOM FOR CONSTRUCTION BEGINNING TOMORROW, just me and the 10-year-old, with cats underfoot, and figure out where the fuck to put everything in the meantime. This was meant to be a joint task, not a solo one, and boy am I pissed off over it.
Also, I'm taking my lovely daughter to the grocery store with me because I must, and we have to take down the blanket fort she made in the living room because the living room is about to house all the furniture from two rooms at once for the next 4 months or so.
I want to hear NO COMPLAINING from that husband person (who just text-messaged me from Chicago!) when he gets in later this evening. I'm doing the best I can.
Mommy Interlude.
Last night Hannah and I had a mother-daughter moment of extreme degree. She was nostalgic, I was nostalgic, we talked about her adoption and childhood memories, we shared a hug and a good amount of tears, then we read together. Oh, by the way. Diana Wynne Jones, Howl's Moving Castle - it's so much fun. It's so perfect and precise and enjoyably benign and yet so intriguing and fun. Very different from the movie, which was also really lovely.
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Alas, alas, the writing challenge is over for the month. Now you have 3 weeks where you don't have to listen to me remind you about it. We'll see what happens in Octubre, amigos.
