It's been a week since I posted anything that's going on in my life, and apart from some work stupidity that I probably shouldn't write about, there hasn't been much to say.
Bear and D have been squabbling a lot. It's frustrating to watch, and saddening to see her so unhappy when it happens. Sometimes I want to take him aside, but I also realize that she bears some responsibility, and that she needs to be able to resolve these issues herself. I'm there with advice and support, but not to resolve it for her. But still, the mama in me wants to kick his skull in for making my baby cry. Even when she makes him cry, too.
A few weeks ago I bought a pretty tarot deck.
Below is a whiny rant. To read it, highlight. Otherwise, skip on.
I wouldn't go so far as to say I've been lonely lately, but I have noticed that now that I've stopped reaching out to friends and family, they're not making the effort to reach out to me. I have a friend who I used to have dinner with once a month, but always when I contacted her to set the date. I decided to let her contact me this time, and I haven't heard from her since our last get-together in early December. Likewise my sisters. If I don't contact them, we don't communicate. They still have children at home and are busier than I am, but at some point, shouldn't it matter enough that they call to talk? I feel both justified, and small and petty. So, human.
Today I'm grateful for:
1. That I finally got the "nobody cares enough to call" lament off my chest.
2. The boss is back in town today. I really want to talk to him.
3. The major snow they predicted is really just a lot of wind and a dusting.