i'm getting sleepy, but i also felt the need to make myself another cup of tea. i felt much better today. i fell asleep around 5 or 6am and was barely able to get out of bed, but half an hour lying on the couch and a short race to the corner with mr smear (his idea) woke me up a bit. then i had a cup and a half of coffee and got a bunch of admin done and by the time i left the apartment i was actually a bit wired.
and very much not giving a fuck.
the work day was long and very focused while i worked on something highly sensitive. i made good progress and kinda felt like everything was (relatively) okay / back to "normal".
i didn't eat very much today. i'm trying not to spend too much cash on food - also, i wasn't really in the mood for anything in particular - and with our company cutting back we haven't got too much to go on in the kitchen. i really need to remember to take leftovers...
going home was weird. there were a lot of kids around, a lot of hyper kids some of whom were play-fighting in a way that suggested that real violence was imminent. older people were behaving a little weird too. i felt relieved to get home without getting into a scrap.
we watched the rest of a boy named charlie brown, which was a movie that i loved as a kid and it was great seeing mr smear invested, entertained and sympathetic. the evening wasn't perfect but bedtime was cool, we've been reading charlie and the chocolate factory and really enjoying it.
after wishing my boy a good night, i received messages from his teacher - he's got a problem with boundaries and a problem with emotion regulation, and the two together can have some bizarre effects. we're going to have to have a talk tomorrow.
*sigh*
anyway, gd and i watched the end of the angriest man in brooklyn (which was beautiful) and started watching the recipe together, and then she turned in and i started watching jersey girl. i don't know what made me push through the utterly detestable beginning but i'm about halfway through and i am enjoying it.
okay, it's past midnight now.
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