I used to blog after work. I would clock out from my work-from-home-telecommuting job at 3:15am and then come to WordPress and spew out all the rants and venting from the usually crappy day I’d had. I would end up staying up til 7 or 8 am, helping get the kids off to school, then crashing from exhaustion. Then I’d wake up either just as the girls were getting home from school, or I’d lay in bed and pull the pillows over my head and tell my oldest to make dinner. Depression had a really tight hold on me, and I just wanted the world to go away.
Well, when we moved, I knew I had to be awake more during the day to help move stuff and meet with the owners etc, so I got used to going to bed right after my shift. This allowed me to be awake by 10:30am and still have well over 6 hours of sleep, and if I slept til noon, I got 8 hours at least. That gave me 3-5 or more of daylight time without the kids here, and during time when businesses were open. Being in the new house plus having more daylight hours and time alone in my house has done wonders for my depression. I was worried I was going to have to go on Zoloft or Prozac and the stories I’d read about those weren’t all good. Now, this week has tested my patience. It’s Spring Break. AND the week before that, 6 was home all week under Dr orders with….. Chicken Pox! She had the vaccination when she was a baby, but she still managed to get the rash, though it was very mild thank goodness. It was nothing compared to when I had it at age 7. I still have scars. Anyway, so, I’ve not had the house to myself for the last two weeks, so I’m getting a little nutsy again. I’m afraid this summer is going to be rough. 6 apparently has found no less than 4 new friends here and they love to come into my house and raid my fridge. Now, don’t get me wrong, I LOVE my kids having friends and a room they can have friends in, but I don’t want to end up being the neighborhood’s daycare this summer. Besides, at least 2 of the kids don’t speak English. Jeeze.
So, anyway, I hope to start blogging daily again. It would be easy if work was this slow every night, but it’s not. So on the nights when I am busy at work, I likely won’t get a blog out. I actually find that during the day when I’m awake, I do other things like laundry and emptying the dishwasher and making dinner and sorting through boxes and stuff like that. There have been days that I don’t touch my computer until I sit down to work. I never used to be like that, so that is most sincerely a good thing – even if my blogging suffers.
Someday I will post pics, really…
I found my camera cord!
1 Comment
March 27, 2009 at 11:48 am
Interesting about the chicken pox thing. I am glad that my kids got it before they started forcing the vaccine. I was 16 when I finally got them! Talk about sick. It is best to get it done and over with. I hear people need to be re-vaccinated so they don’t get it when they are older like I was. I wouldn’t wish that on anyone. I was out of school for 2 weeks and for years suffered with scar itching and swelling.
I am glad I am not the only one who struggles with Diet soda and hiding food etc. I am trying to be better. It isn’t easy though. And yah, the trash caused by soda bottles, amazing, eh? I used to squish mine and put the caps back on. Every few days I’d have a trash bag full as I used to drink a six pack of 28 oz. a day. I still have soda when we go out and the such but I am totally shocked I am not craving it. It used to be like I am guessing cigarettes are. If there was a storm coming in I’d stock up in case I couldn’t get to the store! If someone drank one I knew it (I’d buy 3 six packs at a crack or 4 depending on the sale) and I’d go ballistic. Part of that was because growing up my sister would steal everything of mine and my mother never did anything about it. The other part was the addiction. I don’t drink your soda (sugar) you don’t drink mine. Same with food. I buy a certain brand of potato chip which is pricier than your ordinary Lays or whatever. I find if I really enjoy the taste I eat less. They can blow through a bag in 10 minutes and not taste a one. So that is MINE. I don’t eat your gross Nutty Bars, you keep your mitts off my chips, LOL. So they are learning to respect my stuff too which obviously, esp. husband, never had to do. But I don’t leave it out or it would be gone.