So ...

So since the beginning of September, I've been feeling the call to blog again. Who knows how long it will last this time, so I won't break my neck notifying anyone.

And then the last two weeks have been insane. Annika started first grade. Celyn started in the "Frog" classroom over at preschool. Annika's had approximately four and a half days of school so far, Celyn's had one morning, and we've all already been sick once. No one was sick at all the entire summer. Now I'm deliberately sending my kids back into the disease farms. Why I'm doing this, I'm not sure, because honestly, I seem to get LESS done on the days they're in school. Celyn's used to having her sister home all day to entertain her, so she's out of the habit of entertaining herself and is hanging off me like a wet washcloth.

Today has been particularly stellar, as I woke up late, one kid wet the bed, and the other barely made it out the door in time for the bus. I decided to take Celyn to the museum, and we were just driving around the parking lot looking for a spot -- wtf is "Special Needs Parking," btw? -- and the elementary school called to tell me Ani had a fever. Celyn was livid, but managed to fall asleep anyway right before we reached the school. Now Annika is tucked into bed reading dinosaur books with a cup of Tummy Tea, and Celyn is playing at the foot of her bed.

And during these two weeks of child insanity, I've also had friendship insanity and marital insanity. The marital insanity has resolved. The friendship insanity ... not so much. I feel let down and disappointed and angry. It always burns when you discover just how little you actually mean to someone.

And it's That Anniversary. And it's raining.

So I'm going to fall back on blogging, and child caretaking, and baking, and later, ineptly flinging around a bo staff at the dojo and bruising the hell out of myself.

Because I'm worth it.