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Back again...
Aug. 8th, 2005 10:00 pmWell, I knew it was a while since I'd updated, but I didn't quite grasp that it's been three and a half weeks. Oy. One of my aims in this journal is to keep some kind of record (yes, and Jane...came...by etc.), but obviously when life is happening thick and fast it tends to obliterate whatever free time I have for posting. Sigh.
(Mind you, I've been writing in my paper diary a bit this past while, for the first time in ages, which is a sign of ... something, I suppose. Probably that I'm glum and woebegone. I really miss Morning Pages. I used to do them very regularly indeed, and I found them incredibly helpful. But getting the time to do them these mornings? Ahahaha. It is to laugh.)
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( Here's a brief run-down of what I've been up to since my last appearance in these parts. )
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Today was my first day back at work, and it wasn't too bad, all things considered. The next four weeks are looking perhaps alarmingly social, what with houseguests, three family birthdays (including the Oyster's, in TWO WEEKS howdidthathappen???) and two weddings. Plus work. Plus an attempt to implement some of the suggestions put forth in The No-Cry Sleep Solution. (It's a plausible read, and I'm hopeful that it may work, but I must state for the record that a woman who knowingly allows her defenceless baby son to be named Coleton Pantley - I wish I was joking - has got to be at least mildly suspect...)
There was a delicious hint of mist, a whiff of a chill in the air on Saturday night when I went out to get butter. I may love the turn from summer to autumn best of all.
(Mind you, I've been writing in my paper diary a bit this past while, for the first time in ages, which is a sign of ... something, I suppose. Probably that I'm glum and woebegone. I really miss Morning Pages. I used to do them very regularly indeed, and I found them incredibly helpful. But getting the time to do them these mornings? Ahahaha. It is to laugh.)
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( Here's a brief run-down of what I've been up to since my last appearance in these parts. )
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Today was my first day back at work, and it wasn't too bad, all things considered. The next four weeks are looking perhaps alarmingly social, what with houseguests, three family birthdays (including the Oyster's, in TWO WEEKS howdidthathappen???) and two weddings. Plus work. Plus an attempt to implement some of the suggestions put forth in The No-Cry Sleep Solution. (It's a plausible read, and I'm hopeful that it may work, but I must state for the record that a woman who knowingly allows her defenceless baby son to be named Coleton Pantley - I wish I was joking - has got to be at least mildly suspect...)
There was a delicious hint of mist, a whiff of a chill in the air on Saturday night when I went out to get butter. I may love the turn from summer to autumn best of all.
