Thursday, November 20, 2008

Because I'm a genius, that's why

Son #1 flipped out a couple of weeks ago, because his uniform was not ready on the day he needed it. I could almost see his brain processing the thought: "Mom may not do all my laundry every day." The other day, he did a load of laundry on his own, because he needed a shirt. His room, while not clean, is slightly less terrifying. And he has cut back on his work hours, because he decided that his grades would come up if he did. Clearly, on some level, my "Hey, it's YOUR life, you've got to figure out how to make it work," speeches have sunk in.

Also this week, I had a massive craving for Russian Tea. You know, the stuff with the Tang in it. I found a recipe online. It is full of sugar. I don't want a lot of sugar, and tend to find most things too sweet, anyway, but if you don't put the sugar in the proportions are all wrong. But we have that powdered flavorless fiber stuff...which I am now going to use in place of the sugar in the recipe, so that it measures like it should, but is now not a Secret Evil Treat, but instead a Healthy Nutritional Supplement.

I have been going through the house looking for stuff to eBay (in addition to the stuff I'm eBaying for a friend, on commission), leading to a small infusion of cash each week. Feel pretty good about that.

My spin instructor says my form is perfect. I would rather have a perfect BODY and crappy form, but I will take what I can get.

The family Christmas cards have arrived, and I got Christmas stamps at the post office, and I have put them aside to work on at my friend's annual Christmas Prep Party. I also have found some very cool Christmas gifts. Not anywhere near enough, but I have a handle on the holiday, and it's not even Thanksgiving yet.

For some reason, Hubby's Cat has decided to spend some time with me, on occasion. I have no idea why. Or maybe I do. Maybe she has just noticed my recent small victories, and wants me to know I finally do not suck.


ALF said...

I can't believe it's almost time to send out Christmas cards!

Jill/Twipply Skwood said...

"Maybe she has just noticed my recent small victories, and wants me to know I finally do not suck."

WHAT?!?!?! You didn't even suck to begin with! Even a CAT knows that!!!!!!! SHEESH!!!!! :-)

Very funny on the healthy nutritional supplement and the body vs. form.

Really? They're supposed to figure out how to make their lives work? I gotta stop with the micromanaging...sigh...

Christmas cards? Gifts? Oh wait, I had thought of something I wanted to get my kids...but I forgot to buy it. I'll still be saying that this time next month...

Penelope said...

None of my cats spend time with me - I just pay for their food and housing but am not worth any love in return. They snuggled all over TGI from the first day he stayed here - traitors!!
Christmas? Whaaa???

Christine said...

Yes, ALF, the cards go out directly after Thanksgiving...or, you know...whenever.

Jill-thanks for the vote of confidence. And I am with you on the "Oh, yeah, I should have bought that weeks ago" shopping plan.

Penelope--maybe they don't think you need all that snuggly bull. You're just as independent as a cat, maybe. Let's assume our cats respect our personal space, or something.

Jill/Twipply Skwood said...

Can MY cat start respecting my personal space sometime soon? He is sooooooooooooo co-dependent! And bi-polar. And sitting on my lap at this exact moment, of course.