Archive for October, 2009

Wow… she must have REALLY loved that cat…

… is probably what you’ve all been thinking, considering I posted on the sad loss of RegularCat and then disappeared for two months.

Ooops.

Yes, I loved the cat. But no, I haven’t been wallowing in the depths of cat-less depression since August. In fact, we’re not even cat-less anymore. We picked up these dudes in mid-September:

RegularCat1:

bub1

RegularCat2:

blk1

Cute, aren’t they?

It’s nice to have kittens in the house again. Old RegularCat wasn’t much fun for the kids really. I mean, she wasn’t exactly PLAYFUL at her age. Now the girls have cats that actually LIKE them, and want to play with them, and sleep with them.

The weird part is, the cats have really only bonded with the kids, not me and RegularDad. They’ll hang out in the same room with us, sure. But they don’t want us picking them up or petting them too much. They’re all: yeah yeah yeah… we know you buy the food, but we’re really here for the kids, so back off a bit wouldya? And my water dish is slightly stale, by the way… mind taking care of that while I purr on the kid’s lap for a while? Thanks.

So, I’ve slowly been learning to give the cats/kids their space. It was harder than you’d think.

Not that I’ve got tons of time to sit around playing with kittens, of course. You might not have noticed, but I haven’t been around all that much lately. I can’t recall a time in my life when I was ever quite THIS busy. I’m not sure exactly why time is at such a premium right now. The only thing that changed was that my 6-year-old started first grade, which adds a bit of time to my teaching day, but it’s not GIGANTIC GOBS OF TIME that have been added to the school day. Just a little bit more time. Of course, we’re in too many activities right now, which means a lot of my afternoons are eaten up by driving the children around and then rushing back home to make dinner and then rushing back out to pick someone up if RegularDad can’t do it. Which is tiring, let’s face it. Often by the time dinner’s done and the dishes are washed and the kids have bathed and gotten to bed, I’m too damn tired to do much of anything except sit on the couch and read for a while. Sometimes, I’d think to myself: gee, I should go blog something right now. And then the next thing I’d think was: Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz…. Maybe this is just me turning 40?

And during the days this fall, when I used to be able to sit down and blog, it seems that I’m stuck dealing with some sort of (often ridiculous) homeschool mom drama, like the thing that happened with Girl Scouts last month, or the unbelievable debates and arguments regarding the census that started up back in August on the local message boards around here. And stuck in the middle of it all, I’d think to myself: damn, I GOTTA blog about this. They’re not going to BELIEVE all this crap.

And in the middle of all THAT, if I found a spare hour or so in the afternoons, I’d use that time to write a poem or two, because that work always continues, and needs its own prioritization, of course.

Then, inevitably, by the time I’d be ready to actually sit down at the computer, I’d have only the barest strength to check my email before I suddenly pitched forward face first onto the desk: ZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz….

You understand, of course. That’s just life as a homeschooler/poet.

Many thanks for all the comments and messages, wondering where I was, and I do apologize for my unexplained absence. We’re good here. Busy. But good. So, even when I’m not posting, know that all is well here, and just imagine me sitting on my couch late at night with a whole lot of ZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz coming out of the top of my head, and know that we had a good day.

And pretty soon, I’m gonna sit down and tell you all about the DRAMA happenin’ round there here parts.

Promise.

PS: I still haven’t found my watch.


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