Centered

Dear Friends and Family,

It's the infamous calm before the storm.

Tuesday, I cleaned our kitchen for the first time in 10 years. Yep, you read that right. We have cleaning help so it's not like the kitchen hasn't been touched in 10 years, which would be completely gross. But, I was, nonetheless, stunned at the amount of dirt that came out of the kitchen. I'm going to clean again this upcoming week and see if it's any better.

Wednesday, I got mail and that was enough to call it a day.

Thursday, today, I organized myself for July and I did yoga. It's not a full body workout, but it's better than nothing. And, I feel great.

Let's see what I can accomplish tomorrow.


Cheers!
mouse

Vacation Week 1

Dear Journal,

It's Thursday and I have survived three days of Camp Mom with P. While I've enjoyed the time, there was a moment last night at 10:30 when I lashed out at P. No, we can't do the Highlights Halloween Costume Quiz now. No! It's time to go to sleep!

We'll see what time she wakes up today. If she wakes up in time to go to the museum, that will be our use of a potentially cold and rainy day. If she sleeps in then I guess we play it by ear.

And, she's up. So, I guess we have time for the museum.


Cheers!
mouse

Summer Vacation

Dear Journal,

P's last day of school was Friday so today is our first day of summer vacation. I'm going to let her sleep in. And, then, I think we need to spend a little time organizing our day before we head out. If I plan it right, I think we can head to the museum and then from there to dance.

But, for now, while the house is asleep, I think I'm going to go work on my idea.


Cheers!
mouse

Thinking

Dear Journal,

Recently, we were on a trip, and I saw something that made me think. I saw a young, blond female begging for money at the entrance to a strip mall. Why did this stop and make me think? Well, for three reasons. The first is because she was young. The second is because she was white. The third is because she is female. Living where I live, I've become almost immune to the old, black homeless men because I see so many of them.

I wanted to help. But, I didn't know how. Then, I felt guilty because I don't feel the urge to help when I am at home. I'm still pondering. But, in the mean time, I feel like a smaller person for being less compassionate at home.


mouse