Update and some housekeeping
Originally posted at: http://fourunder4plustwo.blogspot.com
It's been an eventful week for me, so I thought I'd provide an update.
My mother in law called and offered to take my children for the day toward the end of last week. It was a phenomenal day for me, let me assure you. It was hideously exhausting, obviously, but I spent the day with my hands and body busy but my mind blissfully free to wander freely and ponder things that have been on my mental 'to do' list for far too long. That part was heavenly. Now that I'm quasi-single parenting, I can barely keep up with the task of feeding and clothing the family while maintaining an acceptable level of cleanliness in our home. This means that that day "off" was used to cook massive quantities of food to be frozen for simplified mealtimes, as well as reorganize our workshop, which was in a very embarrassing state, and unpack my linen closet upstairs.
For those of you who are newish to my chaotic little corner of the blogosphere, our home has been a construction zone for a long, long time. Ian is a pretty handy guy, but he also has very little time. What this means, in a nutshell, is that projects are begun and then remain partially finished for quite some time. This works well for Ian, as he is able to zone out and focus on his programming, ignoring everything else around him, and it also provides much amusement for the children as well ("Maman, why is this wet?" "What happens when I do this? Oooooooooooh. Hmmmmm. It wasn't me, it was Tophe."). In fact, I'm the only one that seems to mind the fact that every blanket, towel, and sheet set we own has been sitting on the floor in our bedroom for months. Or that the cats have lain on the top layer of linens, requiring ridiculous amounts of extra laundering. But I digress. Remember my personal angel? Well, in addition to her aforementioned uncanny intuitive abilities, it turns out she is also a very handy gal.
My angel, who coincidentally was my 'date' for our intimate wedding anniversary dinner (long story, don't ask, just read my anniversary poem- let's focus on the positive, shall we?), spent the night and gave me one of her very rare days off the following day to work on my linen closet for me. She painted, measured, built supports and shelves, painted some more...and though it's not yet finished, I was able to reclaim my bedroom floor. This is HUGE. Remember the source of most of our marital tension? Exactly. Yes, I am that obsessively organized. You're easily able to imagine the eye twitch I am convinced was developing as a direct result of having to climb over a mountain of linen to get into bed every night, right? For months. No more!!!
I've had to write a few serious letters this week, in order to bring to light/protest situations which I felt were unacceptable. While having my say and standing up for what I believe in in a respectful and eloquent manner is satisfying in and of itself, it's always a bit awkward when one doesn't know how one's words will be received. I haven't been writing here as much as a result of my hectic week, and I miss it quite a bit. This humble, quasi-anonymous corner of the blogosphere is where I get to be quirky, silly, and where I get to vent. It's more than just a journal for myself, because things have changed quite a bit since I began the blog when we first moved out to the middle of nowhere and started over. I've gotten to know many of my readers and I now consider them friends. So really, when it comes down to it, posting here is more akin to a coffee Klatsch where I interact with a bunch of lovely people. I love it, and I thank all of you for reading- and commenting- I wouldn't change our supportive community for anything.
In fact, just to prove how much I value this community, I'm going to let you in on an embarrassing little secret: two days ago I received an email from a colleague informing me that she would be presiding over the panel in which I will be speaking at a prestigious conference this week, and asking me for a brief biography that she can read to the members of the audience before I present. That's not the embarrassing part, obviously. You ready? Here goes: I had forgotten that I was to present at this conference. When I recently decided to take a leave from my PhD studies, I sort of mentally checked out of all things academic. I had remembered one conference to which I'd already committed, but had completely forgotten about this one. And what's worse is that I forget what I originally proposed to the selection committee. So, not only do I not yet have a paper written for Monday's presentation, but I have to go dig through old files to look up the topic on which I am supposed to compose my presentation. Yup, I think it's going to be a long night tonight.
Naturally I had my priorities straight, though, as I blogged first. Don't you feel special now?
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