I'm Just Rambling at This Point

I forgot to post yesterday! One day last week I had gone upstairs and then almost went back down to my computer but forced myself not to just to prove that I am less obsessive these days and could skip a day and not go nuts over it. That is DIFFERENT from just forgetting, which annoys me. My Lucy post earlier today was to make up for it. 

I felt amazing yesterday. It was my day off and I woke up at eight and got up and started doing stuff, which never happens. I had still read until two a.m.I put on comfy clothes and running shoes and went to move shit in the basement, hoping the shoes would save my back, which they did to an extent. I sorted laundry and put the baskets on top of the washer and dryer so I had room to bring out Christmas boxes, then looked through the boxes and put the ones I would want sooner out at the bottom of the stairs for Matt to bring up before he leaves on Monday. Then I bagged up some stuff for donation and also moved some stuff from the main basement area into the storage closet or back storage area for when Angus comes home, and because the chaos was stressing me out - I've taken pictures, but I can't bear to show them to you until I have improved 'after' versions, assuming I ever do. I've been okay with moving stuff from bedrooms or the main floor downstairs, because the living areas are much less cluttered and that makes me very happy, but at some point the elephant (and the rhinoceros, several giraffes and multiple feral hogs) in the room has to be addressed.  

Then I took Lucy for a walk and did yoga, then took a shower and read for a bit until Matt came home. Did some work on the computer while he had a nap because of his 14-hour day on Monday, had dinner and packed my lunch and then we went to bar night (every Tuesday night with friends - ten people if everyone shows, yesterday was 9). Home by 9:30 and I went to bed and did Wordle and Connections and Jeopardy and read until 11:30.  

I've been dreading Wednesdays a bit because my back is always on fire by the end of the day, but I've found that if I do yoga on Tuesday and take one Tylenol with codeine Wednesday morning it gets me through much better - my lower back is a bit achy but I don't get the hot-wire nerve pain between my shoulder blades, which is really miserable and can't really be stretched out. 

In one of my Wednesday classes I have a boy named Adam West-Other Last Name. And I asked him if his parents had ever told him the Adam West/Batman connection AND THEY HAD NOT. I showed him a picture of Adam West dressed like Batman on the computer and he was very amused.  

If you haven't been in a Canadian elementary school for a while, what happens (in mine anyway) is that at some point in the morning there are announcements and then they play Oh Canada. If there are students in the class it's obvious what to do - I stand there, maybe sing if I feel like it. Monday school plays an upbeat bouncy version that I quite enjoy. One of my Wednesday schools plays various versions, and once it was the slowest, draggiest version imaginable, and I felt like we had all aged years by the end. If there's no class in the library, I'm never quite sure what to do. I feel weird just standing there by myself, but odd just continuing working. Once there was one other teacher working at a table and she called over "I'll just keep sitting if you do". 

I generally allow myself to buy one new Christmas decor item a year since we have a lot. Like, a LOT. This year I'm up to three already and I haven't even gone shopping with Zarah yet (HI ZARAH DON'T LET ME BUY ANY MORE SNOW GLOBES).

But come on, look at this.

Truthfully I'd already forgotten about the tree candle holder, which I bought with Jody at the One World Bazaar, which means I'm actually up to four things. Look, it's been a rough year, okay?