yay!

i feel like i'm turning a corner. i walk to work in the bitter cold, but the sunlight hits me from a different angle, so it feels less dreadful. just as cold, but a happy cold, it reminds me of spring. then in the afternoon, the temperature is totally tolerable and i feel like i can do something with my day, rather than hole up at home until it's time to work again.

i turned around my kid's grades with flat-out bribery, and my own presence. it was hard work for me, but it's worth it, and she's resisting a lot less than i anticipated. i think she missed me when i was out all damn day. she earned -- get this -- a day of antiquing and a pair of shoes from 1940. her teacher is impressed.

i'm working shorter days, only because i have little choice. the kid is young enough to need someone supervising her homework, while old enough not to be helped by the after-school program they have at school. and the Mr is essentially here only on weekends. i can't work full days, then do 100% of the parenting and house work. i was actually starting to get jealous of him for the hours he gets to spend every day on the train. oh sure he gets up at 5 and gets home at 8, but he gets to stare out a window for two of those hours. i would love that. oh hell yeah i would love that. for the same reason i would be such a good prisoner and/or hospital patient. ahhh... the rest...

it was all i could do yesterday to come home and make bake potatoes. i knew dinner was bereft of protein, so i stood blinking in the store for a while trying to think of something.... nachos. because it'll reuse the seasoned beans i had for my famous Discreeto Burriots from last night. made sense at the time. and because of this, we had nachos and baked potatoes for dinner last night. fuck an a it was good. even the Mr who had his reheated commented on what an excellent choice it was for a winter night. reflux woke him up at 3 from it, but it tasted good.

i think that's it. spring is coming, job is good, i got that art gallery thing, and my sister and her two year old are coming to make pizza and sleep over and shoot the shit. lil' Filth is childproofing her room.