Off to school they go...

It's back to school time which would usually be a welcomed relief from the craziness of summer with both my boys home. But back to school this year was particularly difficult for me because my youngest started Kindergarten. It doesn't help that Mykah is still very small for his age...he will be 6 years old in December, but he's still about the size of your average 4-year-old. I've cried a little, and I'm still adjusting to being alone during the day... but I refuse to wallow. Instead, I am making the choice to be happy for Mykah (who makes it a little easier by being so excited to go to school). I choose to be excited, and I can't wait to see where Mykah's gifts and talents will emerge and flourish.

Because of the high heat and humidity this week, it's been a big challenge to keep myself occupied... it's just been too hot for housework, cooking/baking, exercising, and even cleaning (although I did manage to take care of a couple of chores that just HAD to be done). Thankfully, the weather is supposed to cool down after today, so that will help.

Domestic War-Zone...

It seriously looks like someone set off an A-bomb inside of my house! The giant killer dustbunnies have taken up arms and are holding me hostage!!!

Okay, okay, so maybe I can't truly blame it on the killer dustbunnies (although I'm sure I heard them under my bed this morning whispering plots of world domination) but my house truly does look like a war-zone. Oh the tragedy... what a mess!

The good news is that my medication has been working well, which means that I've been more or less balanced... the Bipolar mood swings are more stable than ever. Ironically, the good news is also the bad news because life without even the mild Bipolar highs is BORING!!!!!! Mild hypomania used to be the catalyst for some very excellent, focused housecleaning, but since I no longer seem to have even the slightest hypomania whatsoever, I feel lost.

Beautiful Spring!!!

The beautiful weather we've been having lately is so encouraging. I am pretty sure that Spring is here to stay because the floorboards in my house are usually more reliable at predicting Spring than any groundhog! What happens is that every year as Spring arrives, the gaps between the floorboards widen slightly. We noticed last week that this had started to happen, and last year it didn't start until early April. YAY!!!

The snow is melting quickly, so it will soon be time to begin the process of cleaning up our yard. Having a 15,000 sq.ft. property with about 20 trees (and most of them are oak trees), we have a lot of work ahead of us because of fallen branches, acorns, and leaves that fell too late last year. Once that is done, then I can start garden projects... and planting!

Morning Glories of assorted colors are a MUST for my flowerbeds in the front yard, and since I used up the last of my seeds last year, I put them on my shopping list to make sure I wouldn't forget. Little did I know, my husband read my list when I wasn't looking, and my sweetheart went out on Saturday and bought the Morning Glory seeds for me (he knows just how much I love them). Now that I have the seeds, my next challenge will be to have something for the vines to climb. In the past I would simply buy a type of plastic netting that we'd staple to the roof, but I want to go with an environmentally friendly option this year and so I will attempt to build some sort of trellis from the fallen branches we pick up from the yard. Gilles thinks it's a dumb idea... he thinks it will be ugly and when I told him I would need the branches, he actually had the nerve to try and tell me I couldn't do it in the front yard. I told him "since I am the one who plans and plants the flower beds I will do as I damned well please. Anyway, I wasn't asking your permission; I was informing you of what I am going to do, so don't throw out the friggin' branches!" Argh... Men!

Spring Break!

So Zachary is on Spring Break, and while it's nice to have both boys at home, they are also driving me nuts. For example, this morning I woke up to the two of them screaming at each other over stupid Mini-Go yogurts! Now I don't do mornings well at the best of times and the kids KNOW that, so to for me to wake up to such screaming is a really bad thing. So when I flew into the kitchen, my hair all disheveled, their screaming stopped, and they got that "Oh, Shit!" look on their faces... and they scattered. Yeah, it's funny now after I've had my 3 tankards-full of coffee. Needless to say, the screaming stopped and they were very quiet and well-behaved for the next 2 hours. YES! It may have taken me 7 years to do it, but I think I'm finally mastering the "Mom's look of death." It is such a beautiful tool. Muahahaha... I have the power to stop them dead in their tracks with a mere look... I feel so omnipotent!!!!

Yesterday...bad, bad, bad...

I woke up yesterday morning with the usual dense fog inside my brain, although it was one of my worse brain-fogs as it was affecting my depth perception too, I think. I poured myself a large mug of coffee (holds 3-cups worth of coffee), and sat on the couch to watch Canada AM and to contemplate my coffee as is my usual routine. Zachary needed me to help him fix the collar of his shirt, so I put my mug on the coffee table (or so I thought)... as I reached to fix his shirt, my mug of coffee toppled to the floor, spilling the precious morning elixer all over the floor, and causing the sacred coffee vessel (mug) to break...grrrrrrrrrrrrr. It was going to be a difficult day; I went out for a smoke.

Now, you'd think that when I saw the huge raven circling above my head I would have realized that my day would turn out to be a little worse than I had expected, but what can I say... without my first 3-cups of coffee being in my body, I was not very sharp at that point. Although I did know my offense against the java gods would more than likely come with a price...but more about that later.

Anyway, the rest of the day was mediocre. Around 4pm I had to go pick up Zach from an after-school activity, and since Gilles wasn't home yet, Mykah had to come too. We arrived a little earlier than I anticipated which meant we had to wait for Zach's activity to finish. While we were waiting, didn't Mykah slip and fall on the wet floor, hitting his head on the metal frame on the window! Yeah, split open his head, lots of blood... Mykah was freaking out (so was mommy on the inside). The freaky thing is that it's almost in the exact same location as when he did the same thing last year. Poor little guy... but he was sooooo good at the clinic, and 4-stitches later he's fine.

Oh yeah, as for the spilled coffee... my penance was having to go a full day without fresh coffee because my HUSBAND FORGOT TO BUY THE GROUND COFFEE!!! I had to drink crappy decaf instant coffee.... believe me, it was sheer torture! Double grrrrrrrr...

But all is well now... he arrived home today with 2 big tins of coffee... now I'm very happy! The java gods are forgiving once the divine life-lesson has been learned! Don't waste the damned coffee!!!!:D

Pending choices...

I am pretty sure that 2010 is going to be a very busy year for my family. Thankfully I can ease into it gently as I don't expect things to go full-throttle until the Fall when Mykah will start Kindergarten... will I go back to work right away, and if so, will I work full-time or part-time?

For now, I just plan to enjoy the remainder of Mykah's time home with me... honestly, I was blessed with him because he's so easy-going that it's a pleasure to have him with me all the time. I can take him anywhere (shopping, doctor, etc), and I know it won't be a problem because he's remarkably patient and well-behaved for his age... it really is amazing.