I'm proud of myself that there have been 200 posts now. Admittedly, in nearly two years of Elijah's life, there should have been considerably more, but 200 is much better than I probably expected myself to stick to. How's that for a convoluted sentence?
Elijah is asleep (and just as I write that, he wakes up, wanting more milk), b is at work, K is visiting her mom, and C is taking our Marine (on a week of leave! Awesome!) off to Wal-Mart for soda, so I have a few minutes to myself.
We've all been working hard on learning how to care for ourselves. If you don't take care of yourself, you can't have any patience to foster relationships and lives with others. And we need our relationships and lives, so that Elijah can get into college :)
This week is a week of cleaning. One more mad dash to get the house put in order. It never lasts long, but we can hope :p It's getting better, slowly. Instilling new habits in myself is working. Slowly. But it is working.
I'm looking forward to tomorrow, to B working from home and taking me to Manassas for my useless psychologist appointment (yeah... got leads on a new one, though, thanks to a friend), and books, and maybe hot chocolate. If I feel like cheating on gfcf.
I have a stack of books I was meaning to page through while I sat here, but I haven't even looked at them. Hello, computer! Oh my.