Anthropapa is 250 miles away this week for a training class. Urg. I’ve been inside with the kids for days, a combination of illness, cold weather, and the fact that I can’t seem to get to bed before 11 pm and the kids can’t seem to sleep later than 6:30 am. Evidently that’s not enough sleep for me! And now we’re supposed to have an oh-so wonderful day tomorrow, filled with sleety weather, kids having major cabin fever, and me feeling less than patient with it all.
On the brighter, or more random, side:
Today the kids ran around the house playing with purses and wallets. They got Target gift cards from a grandparent for Valentine’s day, and a few quarters for fun from Papa. But despite our ongoing efforts to avoid teaching them materialistic consumerism, they kept coming up to me and whining “We need more money!” I felt like saying “Don’t we all?” but sarcasm is lost on toddlers.
The wikipedia article I’ve been working on was unlocked though the arbitration proceeds undecided. I recently realized that compared to the three other main editors–a Waldorf parent for 15 years, and two experienced teachers–I have less knowledge to impart about the topic. However I can provide a mediating influence in this rather heated environment. So, I’ve decided to focus on the process rather than the content: fostering consensus, encouraging neutrality, focusing on improving the content rather than pushing personal agendas, etc. Hmmm, maybe that’s why I’m not getting enough sleep.
Napoleona has decided to take imitation to the next level. SillyBilly threw up a few times today, but seemed pretty much OK. Probably just a little stressed by being inside for so many days and missing his Papa. But every so often today Napoleona would pipe up with “My tummy hurts too!” or “I’m sick too!” I tried to tell her that being sick isn’t exactly something we should wish for, but she just didn’t get it.
I bought business cards for myself, and joined a freelancer’s association. Rationally I can see that if I’m trying to build up steady work for myself, I need to invest a little at the start. But part of me feels totally pretentious, like what I’m doing is really just a hobby or something. I will be able to deduct these things come tax time next year, so that’s something. Editing is something I’ve never been formally trained to do, I’ve never been fully employed at doing, and so it kind of feels like I’m just faking it as I go along.