Mamaphonic

I worked from home today. Should have been more productive, but was sufficiently productive to claim a day worked. The cat is in a Girl Scout cookie box. That's just how she rolls. We had to get M1 a second girl scout sash because she's run out of room on her first & she's got a bunch more badges coming before she bridges EOSchoolYear. I'm feeling random. Leaving the boards open, but closing registrations for the time being. I think I'm kinda dehydrated. That seems to happen when I work from home. I didn't move enough today, I missed yoga because I had to take M2 to the dentist to get a filling replaced. Apparently it was loose & there was a cavity under it. Yeck. I'm feeling inexplicably tired for a day in which I didn't really do much. Of course, it's hard not really doing much. I mean, I worked and got stuff done, but I didn't move much & I think sometimes those days are the hardest on one's body. I have dreams of running away and opening a gyrokinesis studio. I can't -- it's more certification stuff & I haven't even paid off library school yet & I think I'd miss the library stuff I do, but... everyone needs their dream place that they run away to. Right? The house is a mess. We're supposed to be putting it up on the market again SOON and I dread it. But it'll never sell unless the damn thing is for sale. So... there. So there. Whoops, I guess I'm not done. I want to go to the gyrokinesis trainer update on Orcas this summer. I'm not a trainer, but the master trainer giving the update is also one of my teachers & she's so sweet and awesome and it would be so much fun. Did I mention something about running away and opening a gyrokinesis studio? Yeah. That would be awesome. You know, except the part where all of a sudden now *that* is the job & that's not so much fun. Except maybe it is. Who knows?

That's probably enough rambling. Heh.

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