A Pint’s a Pound the World Around

Got to two meetings today, and through all my email. Still adding meetings to the week though, which could be better. Ate two real meals and walked with Dog. Did all my chores at home and planned and scheduled for the rest of the week. Painted one of my nails with the new polish; it came out great and I learned my fingers are not rated for 72W of top coat curing.

Dog had a hard day and was reluctant to eat. While we were out he scarfed down about 2 pints of grass which he later laid out in a neat, aligned pile on my basement carpet. Then he fell asleep under the table. Shanda had a hard day too. Feels about being 10 and having too much responsibility and not enough care. About siblings and school and feeling like a disappointment. So I helped her let them out before she fell asleep too. With a little luck tomorrow will be eaiser for all of us.

Chatted with M about cognitive children’s anthropology and the correct menu for a date. Got a HA4H prompt about light, which finally feels like something I can be competent about yet somehow is harder than many others. Poked DerbyK about her own prompts and about the wisdom of the young. Ignored C despite thinking of them several times. Sent texts I hope were reassuring and watched on episode iZombie, which continues to be amazing.

Tomorrow I think more meetings and a release checklist and a couple of postcards and some time to figure out what I want to do in therapy. Maybe another few nails now that I know what I’m doing. And some time in the evening camping on the couch with Shanda after we’re both done with therapy and supper and weed.

ZiB

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Sent from a phone.