Saturday night, 8:58 pm, and I’m ready to fall into bed about 2.5 hours earlier than normal. I hosted a sleepover last night, adding two additional kids to my already full household. Between the late bedtimes for all, the 4am wake up from the sick child guest and the subsequent 4:30am arrival of his mother, and the 5am wake up of my other children, I’ve got less energy in me than the burnt out light bulbs above the dining room table that I keep meaning to replace. Meaning, not enough energy to muster a halfway creative simile for how tired I am.
But, as often happens, my mind is in overdrive, thinking all the thinks even if it’s not feeling all the feels. I’ve been meaning to update in here since my last post and can’t believe a couple of weeks have passed. So I’ll share a few things I’ve been thinking about since then.
I can never resist the temptation to create a list.
1. I’m now at a full time desk job with grown up, exciting things like benefits and vacation days for the first time in, oh, over a decade. After I quit my part time job waiting tables I expected to drop 15 pounds STAT since I’m not nibbling on high-fat/high-carb food at work anymore, but apparently the noshing was nothing in the face of my physical activity. I’ve actually gained about five pounds because I’m no longer either A) on my feet all day earning tips or B) chasing children all day. Geez. I’m going to have to start getting up and doing jumping jacks every hour to counteract the sitting-on-my-rear-for-eight-hours thing. I’m sure that will be enjoyable for the woman who sits near me at work.
2. I love MY children, but other kids can be serious brats (’cause, you know, mine are perfect angels 100% of the time). While speaking to my daughter last night, her friend said, “My house is much bigger because, you know, it’s a REAL house.” Um, excuse me? I wasn’t aware that my home was conjured by my imagination. It may be on the petite side, and no, it’s not a single family home, but it works for me and my children and is in a great location and I’m not living beyond my means. Don’t make my kids feel bad about the place they sleep half of their nights each month. We have a lot of fun here.
3. An appointment with a new colorist can be life-altering. Went to a new salon, made instant friends with my colorist, and my hair looks like it would look if I’d been blessed with natural highlights and hadn’t found my first gray hair the year I graduated from college. I also recently tried eyebrow threading and I’m officially never getting my brows waxed again. Love the threading results.
4. My nose still has just the two holes that have been there since birth. Haven’t ruled out the piercing, and I swear 7/10 women I see out in public have their noses pierced (totally true and scientific percentage) and it makes me covet a little stud each time I see one, but I’m going to sit on the decision a bit longer.
5. An intriguing dating situation has come up. Create theories as you see fit.
6. I love pop music and I won’t apologize for it. Keeping that in mind, there’s a song I newly love. OneRepublic’s “I Lived” – the lyrics really resonate with me, I can’t lie. Divorce is supposed to be such a devastating thing, and the process was completely and utterly awful and I feel the pain in my children’s pain, but for the first time in many years, now that the divorce itself is behind me, I feel like I’m living, really living. I feel more like me than I have in a long, long while. The words in that song make me grateful for every moment I am living. Along that vein, here’s another great song I discovered via a Facebook friend called “Happy” (and no, it’s not the “Happy” you’re thinking about, this one is by C2C). Then there’s Ed Sheeren’s “Sing,” which, honestly, I like just for the way it sounds.
7. I’ve got a bit of an obsession with dresses and skirts going on and I’m dying for it to be warm enough for me to wear them with regularity. Though this doesn’t mesh well with the loss of muscle tone happening as a result of list item numero uno.
8. Why must diet soda be so chemical-y and artificial-sweetener-y and tooth-enamel-stripping? I just cannot quit. Me + Diet Soda 4Ever
9. How is there so much laundry that needs to be washed in the house when I’m the only person who lives in it 15 days of each month?
10. I’ve completely broken up with Candy Crush. Things just weren’t working out between us. The similarities between deleting that app and deleting the phone numbers/texts/contact info of guys I’ve dated in the last year are not lost on me.
Happy Saturday, all!
Thinking cap image used under creative commons license from Caroline.