I know it's all meta to write about why I haven't been writing, so I won't go there. But to catch you up on what's been going on with me for these past several months, I present to you:
Top Ten Reasons Why I'm So Damn Tired
(a mix of the factual and humorous, with a side of whine and cheese)
10. Second graders get a LOT more homework than first graders. So rather than parking my butt on the couch every night after work, I find myself checking over math problems and reading worksheets about Squanto.
9. Holiday commercials have already started! And I haven't bought a single gift yet, much less thought about cards, decorating*,Christmas dinner, or family visitors. Fortunately, the girls have been assembling their wish list courtesy of the Disney Channel: Moon Sand, PixOs, and some Easy Bake Oven knockoff.
*Though thanks to a double-dog-dare from a friend, J assembled our Christmas tree on November 1.
8. I haven't had a full treatment for my disease since mid-June. The production facility at the company that makes the drug was contaminated by a virus, and they had to completely halt manufacture of the drug for several months while they sterilized everything. I'm hoping to get another dose by early December.
7. Because I haven't had medicine, I had to abandon my attempts to rejoin the Shredheads. It's a vicious circle: I'm too tired to exercise, and without the exercise I'm just too tired.
6. I've been slaving over Mimi's Brownie vest, hand-sewing on all the patches she's received -- I had quite a backlog from last spring. It takes me about 20 minutes per patch, and she's got about 12 now. You do the math.
(Lest you think I'm overly ambitious with this project, let me just clarify: my sewing is not great, but my ironing skills are worse.)
5. I've put an inordinate amount of time and energy into massaging my Yahoo! fantasy hockey team. I'm first in the league right now -- but being a winner is hard work!
4. They gave me a new assignment at work: a kind of scary one with a lot more responsibility. It's the kind of thing that requires me to talk to people in depth about widgets and whingdings, although my past expertise has been more along the lines of fidgets and dingalings.
Since screaming "I'm not worthy!" isn't a productive option, I've been cramming like crazy to learn everything about these new tasks. And self-medicating with wine (and whine) as appropriate.
3. Rosie has been mastering the art of talking back. I'm really proud that she's advanced so far, but I'm weary of this little defiant streak. Putting her in time out approximately 43 times per day is getting a bit old.
2. J and I have been changing things up in the bedroom a bit.
(Get your mind out of the gutter!)
After much nagging hinting from my parents ("You should try this! It will make a huge difference in how you sleep!") we bought a memory foam mattress topper. Then new sheets, because our old ones weren't wide enough to fit the &*@!!# foam topper. Then a new electric blanket when our old one died. And finally, a new comforter and duvet cover.
You'd think with all these nighttime improvements, I'd be sleeping like a baby. But it takes me a while to adjust to each change. Given that the comforter is still pretty new, I'm optimistic that I'll be sleeping through the night by January.
1. Sesame Street and I are turning the big 4-0 next week. This morning I read an article about the favorite TV show of my youth, which proclaimed that Sesame Street is entering middle age. I wonder what that implies about me?
But more than enough about me. What about everyone else? Why are *you* so damn tired?
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