Chasing my tail (mentally).
I deadass forgot that L had a drum lesson yesterday, but I did bake two batches of cookies, pickup some newborn clothes on the buy-nothing group, and get some extraneous holiday stockings sent off.
The boys arrive today, weather permitting, and it's been cold as hell. Hovering between -7 and 2 degrees yesterday, and supposed to be much colder next week. Merry Christmas!*
The news in the news is the news. Nothing much surprising is happening. Local news is a little more actionable, but still doesn't tend towards the good. There's an $8 million shortfall for the school budget next year (Again? How? Jesus Fuck - how?) and they're toying with ideas like shorting the special education budget or moving to a four-day school week. *sigh*
I think I've mostly accepted that this last week was for resting. And, I mean, it's the last rest I'll get for a long time probably!
Have been reading Marble Hall Murders by Anthony Horowitz, and wending my way through a backlog of podcasts. My current notions about fulfilling murder mysteries are that they ought to be British, with a female protagonist, ideally in her 40s-50s, hopefully a POC (but if not it's not a deal-breaker).
Okay, time to scrape together the motivation to do the things I need to do. Maybe even want to do!
* ...and stay the fuck inside!
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