This is a stream-of-consciousness review of my morning. As Jon Acuff says, “writers write.”
I got up before the girls and made myself coffee, then set it out so it was a drinkable temperature before I took them to school. As it cooled, I put on some classical Disney music, turned on the bath water, and went to wake up Claire. Gave her a bath and washed her hair, and then set a timer so she could play a bit before she had to get out. While she was in the bath, I made sandwiches and packed lunches. Then I went upstairs to do Claire’s hair and brush her teeth. Today is pajama day, so I helped her find her favorite Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer jammies, and then I did her hair in two pigtails. Dang, I forgot to take a picture. She looked so dang cute. Afton dressed herself as usual, and she asked for my input on shoe choice. We agreed on the obvious best option for her pink sweatsuit. These girls. So precious and adorable. We navigated a couple of Claire breakdowns since she’s very prone to anxiety and sadness, and Heidi worked a night shift last night, so she was missing mom… wonder where she got that tendency toward anxiety and sadness? The world may never know. There was a really big win today in that area… it was in the car… what did I say that got her thoughts redirected? Oh, I think I asked what prep she had today. It’s STEM. Heidi got home in time to draw a heart on Claire’s hand and kiss it, and I dropped the girls off ten minutes before the bell. Then I went to the gym and worked hard. I also chatted with Emily, and she asked me to explain in Spanish to another gym-goer how to order pizza crust from Emily’s bakery. Chatted about Emily’s businesses and marketing a bit. On my way out, I grabbed the cinnamon chip sourdough loaf, both because it’s so fucking good and because I want to support Emily. Came home for a quick shower, and then drove to Salt Lake for TMS. I only have two sessions left. Feels like I’ve been doing that forever. But as of the last week or so, I think it’s really helping. I’m much more capable of choosing a productive line of thought rather than spiraling into anxious brain lock. Came home and sliced the best slice right out of the middle of the loaf, fried three eggs, made coffee again, toasted the bread, spread butter, laughing cow cheese, and lilikoi butter on it, put the three eggs on top (it’s a big piece of bread – I had to toast it twice because half of the piece sticks out of the toaster – so three eggs were perfect). So my lunch, which was my first meal of the day, was cinnamon chip sourdough toast with butter, laughing cow cheese, lilikoi butter, and three eggs on top, with a Kona blend coffee + sugar-free mocha syrup + some vanilla protein shake. It felt both indulgent and nutritious. So good. Also, I visited Reddit and immediately found news so sad I don’t want to write it, and got the fuck out of there, and went back to Dropout. I’ve been watching Um, Actually. I’m in the first season, and I’m so happy to have a whole new series to make my way through on Dropout. So… it’s 1:30. I’ve now done some writing.
I just pasted the above into ChatGPT and asked for an image. It doesn’t look like us, but I love the result anyway. Just don’t look too closely at the kid in the tub.
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