It Goes So Fast

It doesn't seem so long ago that she was refusing to even try walking let alone run.  Now, here we are over four years later as if time means nothing.  Her first soccer game over and done with and she ran almost the entire time.

Possibilities

The sun is out today and I feel like things might be a bit brighter. It doesn't feel like I'm going to break my face if I smile. Yesterday, I only felt like crying maybe three times instead of thirty. One of those three times? I couldn't get my health insurance's website provider section to actually provide me with a therapist and that just seemed like a sick joke.

I *might* not have a headache today unless that Irish jig music on the sweetpeace continues at such a loud volume. TD cannot seem to get enough of galloping around the house with a broom as her horse and a glittery purple bowler hat to that music. It's maddening. And ridiculously cute. And then maddening again.

It seems I have joined a book club too. How in the holy hell did that happen? Do I even have room for that? Considering the fact that I read about eleventy hundred books a month I am quite sure I can squeeze in another but do I want to? Do I want to read something that someone else with entirely different taste from me picked out? Do I want to expand my brain in that way? Can I be that generous? Will there be wine and cheese when we discuss these books? That might just persuade me. I've never been much of a structured activity girl myself but throw some fermented food and drink into the equation and you just might sucker me into it. Then again, my sadistic instigating side (you know about 75% of me) wants to find some truly awful book and make everyone read it. Heh. Insert evil Grinch-like smile here.

The sheer fact that I'm even feeling like instigating anything is putting a positive spin on the whole weekend. That and I feel like scrubbing my toilets again. The fog has slightly lifted. For today at least.

Check out my Elizabeth Pantley book review here. I gave it five stars.