Tag: tired

  • My incredible Sunday

    My incredible Sunday

    Today was a full family day. We decided to attempt a family movie, hoping for the best and not at all prepared for the worst. It was The Incredibles, which I thought would capture the attention of each of the kids, youngest to oldest, So we took a deep breath, said a quick prayer for…

  • Thank God for family

    Thank God for family

    Another rainy night. A Friday, weeks end and everyone at home. We gathered to watch Astroboy in our pyjamas and have a family picnic. For once they all enjoyed the same movie, and cuddled close, enjoying the warmth of snuggles and blankets on a grey and dreary night. A weight fell away as we watched…

  • The thrill of the list

    The thrill of the list

    I’m positively giddy. Thinking about next week makes me smile. I’m not sure how or when I did it but I actually scheduled some time off and for the first time in forever, I FORGOT to fill it up! It must have been a week I mentally skipped, but now I have time to get…

  • The not so long day

    Another long day, in truth, the one I’ve worried about all week. Knowing that I’d have a full day at work and not get home until an hour after my bedtime filled me with dread. I’ve always been the kid who looked forward to bedtime, sometimes more than the actual fun event that preceded it.…

  • Telling tales

    Telling tales

    Another Tuesday, not a turning point just a stop along the way. I look around and wonder What did I forget to do today? A night spent doing laundry Which is never done as well My mind is in a quandary, But my blog an empty shell I started to write a story, But another…

  • Making a molehill

    Making a molehill

    I looked at my schedule for the week with a groan. It seemed at first glance to be an insurmountable journey, the Mount Everest Of responsibilities. I closed my eyes and shook my head, unable to comprehend that I would be able to get through it. Then I sighed, and broke it down, one thing…

  • A fork in the map

    A fork in the map

    Today is the first day I’ve written in my journal in over a week. I’ve thought about writing in it every day in passing, but other obligations kept intruding, and I packed the thought away, “for later” And now tonight, I open the blank pages and stare at June the 4th, the last time I’ve…

  • Sleepy boy

    Sleepy boy

    Little boy blue You’re oh, so warm Full of sound and fury Like a summer storm The sleep in your eyes Makes it hard to see But still you refuse To go to sleep for me I turn off the lights And cuddle you close I feel your tension ease As your spot is chose…

  • Giants

    Giants

    I didn’t write yesterday. I thought about it, at least once an hour or so. But then instead, I found myself living, laughing and crying at talks given by insightful, amazing women with so much to share, Such wisdom and such humour. I’ve always thought that wit is something you can’t fake. You can study…

  • June the 5th

    June the 5th

    I realized halfway through today that I was off work on Friday. And on Monday! For the first time in ages, I’ve planned a conference that is about being a well person. Technically it is work related, and I’ll get credit, but I expect to see a few familiar faces and others who I feel…