When I walked in the computer room just now, I found an empty bagel bag on the desk. Strange, there had been 2 left this afternoon. Then I found them - stale, ripped into pieces on the floor, and plucked of every last raisin. Thanks, Eva. What good is a cinnamon raisin bagel without the bagel?
Apparently I'm having a really emotional day. I didn't realize that it's probably hormones until just a few minutes ago when I was reading Eva a story before bed - Sandra Boynton's Not the Hippopotamus - and I started crying. For no reason. I am one day past the halfway point of Andrew's 2 week trip, and I'm trying to muster up strength to do even one more day. It feels like he's been gone half an eternity already and I still have almost another week.
General Conference today and yesterday was incredible - the best session of my life so far, I'm sure. I took 12 pages of notes and felt great. But, thanks to my strange emotional balance today, I felt horrible afterwards, and completely overwhelmed by everything I need to be doing that I'm not. And yet I should be happy, because I haven't lost a child or a spouse or anything else remotely difficult, comparatively. So I felt even worse for feeling depressed, because I really have nothing to be depressed about.
Good day to pick to blog, huh? I'm not looking for sympathy, really - I'm just having an exhausting day. And I want to verbally vomit somewhere. Since my husband is in an unnamed war zone at the moment, I chose my blog readers as my proverbial toilet bowl. Sorry.
The weather was amazing today - I could hardly believe it was Washington. Actually, it was hot. I had my fans on and everything. It became a little bit of a problem when I let Eva play in the backyard and was continually chasing her and thinking for sure this time she would be gone for good. She has NO fear and wanders far every time. We desperately need a fence - I'm glad this early good weather showed me that before it's summer and it's almost too late to fence her in.
I made babyfood. It felt good. Leighton is finally eating. Come to think of it, I don't think I blogged about that. There have been a ton of things lately that I haven't blogged about. I just haven't had the mental energy, I guess. Pathetic, I know. Anyway, he went for almost 2 weeks without eating, and last week went back to normal. One of the more frustrating times in my parenting career, to be certain. Thank heaven it's over.
That's all, I guess. Thanks for listening.