Queen of Rambles

Tonight calls for a quick entry because I’m in super-turbo mode and can’t stop until my to-do list is complete. Thanks to Robert I didn’t have to agonize over a PhotoShop project. I made a seriously crappy invite for my grandma’s 80th birthday party but I suspect I’m the only who will realize that it’s missing all kinds of cool things that would make it 100% better. It has a picture of m grandma from her youth along with all the vital info. Nothing else required, right?

Now I’m zooming along on Mosaic Minds stuff and feel like the issue is starting to shape up even though we still need short fiction. I re-read the article I wrote the other day that plumbed the depths of sucktastic and actually kinda liked it. I have zero perspective. I think I just needed a very real deadline to get my butt in gear. We have to get everything packed tomorrow night, then we are GONE! I don’t think you’ll get another entry from me until October 21. How will you survive? If I remember I may try to figure out how to do a LJ voice post and play with that, but would anyone really listen?

Erik has been in an odd mood today. I hope it is a harbinger of recovery, not another illness. He wanted to use me as his personal pacifier for hours last night. I try to discourage it, but I am weak and can’t handle the screaming at 3 in the morning. Eventually I handed him over to his father so I wouldn’t go nuts and kill him. He didn’t get out of bed until 10 am, then he wouldn’t leave my side. I even had to hold him while I was showering, which was insane. He’s slept several hours today, so it’s all just very strange.

I am very seriously considering calling the police about a psycho woman from the mom’s group. She was banned in July but resurfaced this week and has been sending me crazy e-mails. I told her if she contacted me again I was calling the police so now she is sending e-mails from a different address and not signing them. What part of “don’t contact me” does she not understand? I don’t think she would physically harm me, but I’m not willing to bet on that. She has never been to my house but I don’t even like to answer my door anymore. No one ever expects someone to come in and go on a killing rampage but it happens way too often. If she is still e-mailing and calling when I get back from vacation I will call the police and ask them what to do.

And now I think I better get back to work.

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