I don’t know if I have let a week pass between posts on Stimeyland EVER, but I see that this is what I have done.
I hate that I have been writing less, and there are a number of reasons why, some of which are interesting and probably worthy of their own posts and one of which is that my life with my kids in school is way less fun and Stimeylandish than it used to be when the munchkins were around all the time. Also, it feels weird and narcissistic to just write about myself, but this is a blog, so maybe I should just get over that and navel gaze all over myself already.
Even though I didn’t write about them, things continued to happen in Stimeyland. (I know. It surprised me too.) Here are some of them:
• Depression continues. I am trying to remember to choose laughing over crying. (See my philosophy under my photo up there ⤻)
• I am looking into Quinn’s…issues. We had a session with meanest neurologist ever. Quinn was unphased (thank God). I was near catatonic for the remainder of the day.
• My kids’ school district holds a multi-day cultural arts showcase where dozens of acts that want to perform at assemblies and the like give 15-minute performances for PTA representatives to watch in hopes that we will hire them for our schools. I attend for one of my kids’ schools. I gotta tell you, that mime I watched today totally cheered me up. I am not kidding. He was awesome. Changed my whole goddamn day. Who would’ve thunk it?
• “Thunk” is a spellcheck-approved word.
• I just realized that “thunk” is a spellcheck-approved word because it is a sound, not the colloquial past-tense of “think” like I want to imagine it.
• “Spellcheck” is not a spellcheck-approved word.
• The kittens are rapidly turning into cats, but are still über-adorable and wonderful. They are going to be good cats.
• I had some people invited to my house for an outdoor activity last weekend, but it was supposed to rain all day, so I canceled it, but then it didn’t rain specifically for the hours of said outdoor activity and I was mad, annoyed, and depressed for the whole day because of it. I would have felt a lot better had it rained.
• I haven’t gone running for weeks. I’m starting to suspect that this might be related to the crushing depression.
• We went to see Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs 2 last weekend. It was hilarious. You should go see it.
• Jack and I had a really amazing encounter in a Panera Bread the other day. Sometimes people are good. I Facebooked it:
• Sam turned 12 over the weekend and we took him to Medieval Times to celebrate. Holy shit, you guys, Medieval Times with my kids was the best thing I have ever done in my entire life. I cannot properly express how much fun we had—although I will attempt to in a stand-alone post that I will hopefully write tomorrow.
There. I wrote. I feel minorly better about myself now. Baby steps.