the crappiness of this weekend
Aug. 15th, 2004 09:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mamajoanI feel like this weekend when summarized doesn't really sound as crappy as it was, which probably means that what was mainly crappy was my reaction to it, but the fact remains that it sucked and I'm for once going to be glad to see Monday. Unless of course Monday turns out to suck too.
Part of the problem was that quite a few weeks ago someone on an email list had said she would be in Boston this weekend and we all (being her, me, and other listmembers in the Boston area) agreed that we should get together, but somehow I was thinking Saturday when they were all thinking Sunday and I didn't realize this until Friday. So on Saturday when I woke up at mom's place I was faced with a day in which my expected plans weren't going to happen, and mom was going to the cottage to work on the lawn because it was dump day.
So it took me till like 11 just to decide that I didn't want to go with mom, and by then mom was cranky and I was falling apart from the indecision and the inability to deal with my newly reconfigured weekend. Mom left and I dithered for a while and then took Isaac to the water park near mom's house, which was mostly a bust because he was tired and thus fearful of the water. Then we went back to mom's place and dried off and I tried to get him to nap for a while, and I did laundry, etc., and in the end it was 5 before we left, and then it was really hard to get Isaac to sleep. And then a friend called and I was so afraid that the sound of my voice would wake Isaac, so I took the phone out on the front porch, and then I stupidly opened the door again without being careful enough and Bini (my cat, who always tries to get out even though I never let him out) snuck out.
I was super-worried, because I saw a skunk in our backyard the other night and I REALLY didn't want Bini to get in an altercation with it. Plus I was so not in the mood for one of those nights where I go to the door every ten minutes to call for Bini. So I had just about resigned myself to the idea of going to sleep without having recovered him, and then Isaac woke up and needed to be nursed to sleep again, so after that was done I checked for Bini again and he was back. Intact, no blood in sight, and not smelling at all of skunk. Whew!
Sunday morning there was an email from the aforementioned out-of-town-listmember saying that she had to cancel our get-together. I was pretty upset about that, even though rationally I knew it was silly to be mad at her for it, but really I just couldn't bear the thought of spending the whole day inside with Isaac (it was raining like crazy). But then one of the other listmembers said "well do you want to get together anyway," and I said yes I did, and then by the time I had to leave she hadn't acknowledged my message, so I left anyway as an act of faith.
We were early and Isaac fell asleep, so I drove around randomly for a while, which ironically* was probably the most relaxing part of the weekend. Then we went to the Friendly's and they weren't there and I thought dark thoughts about people who stand you up, but luckily they did show up. Whew.
* this is ironic because my commute is my least favorite thing about my job, and I often say how sick I get of driving and how much I crave weekend activities that don't require me to drive.
We did have a nice enough time. Besides me and Isaac there was the woman from the list, and her husband and two boys ages 3(?) and 6. They keep kosher so they just ate ice cream -- unbeknownst to me it turns out that Friendly's ice cream is kosher. Who knew? (well, they did, obviously) I got actual food because I was quite hungry. We hung out eating and chatting for an hour and a half or so, then took the requisite pix and parted company.
Then I went to mom's place and fed her cats and followed Isaac while he climbed the stairs (!) all the way to the 3rd floor, where I fed the cat on the 3rd floor. Then briefly home and then over to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
anotherjen's place for dinner, which was a very chaotic affair but fun, but tiring too. Jen's daughter was unusually spastic. ;) And Isaac, having not napped all day except that half-hour in the car, was really really tired so as soon as I finished eating we had to leave. Ah well.
Anyway, when I type it out, I realize that actually it was just really Saturday that sucked and Sunday actually turned out to be pretty nice. I guess it's just that my bad mood from Saturday's suckage is lingering on. :P
A cute thing that I must relate outside of the cut: After we got home tonight, I was nursing Isaac to sleep in the rocking chair as usual, and he was fighting it -- he stopped nursing and put his head down on my shoulder but kept trying to lift his head again and look around, even though he could barely keep his eyes open. Then he put his head down again and softly said "bye-bye" and waved his little hand. LOL! So I took it as my cue to go put him down in his crib. And there he has been ever since.
Part of the problem was that quite a few weeks ago someone on an email list had said she would be in Boston this weekend and we all (being her, me, and other listmembers in the Boston area) agreed that we should get together, but somehow I was thinking Saturday when they were all thinking Sunday and I didn't realize this until Friday. So on Saturday when I woke up at mom's place I was faced with a day in which my expected plans weren't going to happen, and mom was going to the cottage to work on the lawn because it was dump day.
So it took me till like 11 just to decide that I didn't want to go with mom, and by then mom was cranky and I was falling apart from the indecision and the inability to deal with my newly reconfigured weekend. Mom left and I dithered for a while and then took Isaac to the water park near mom's house, which was mostly a bust because he was tired and thus fearful of the water. Then we went back to mom's place and dried off and I tried to get him to nap for a while, and I did laundry, etc., and in the end it was 5 before we left, and then it was really hard to get Isaac to sleep. And then a friend called and I was so afraid that the sound of my voice would wake Isaac, so I took the phone out on the front porch, and then I stupidly opened the door again without being careful enough and Bini (my cat, who always tries to get out even though I never let him out) snuck out.
I was super-worried, because I saw a skunk in our backyard the other night and I REALLY didn't want Bini to get in an altercation with it. Plus I was so not in the mood for one of those nights where I go to the door every ten minutes to call for Bini. So I had just about resigned myself to the idea of going to sleep without having recovered him, and then Isaac woke up and needed to be nursed to sleep again, so after that was done I checked for Bini again and he was back. Intact, no blood in sight, and not smelling at all of skunk. Whew!
Sunday morning there was an email from the aforementioned out-of-town-listmember saying that she had to cancel our get-together. I was pretty upset about that, even though rationally I knew it was silly to be mad at her for it, but really I just couldn't bear the thought of spending the whole day inside with Isaac (it was raining like crazy). But then one of the other listmembers said "well do you want to get together anyway," and I said yes I did, and then by the time I had to leave she hadn't acknowledged my message, so I left anyway as an act of faith.
We were early and Isaac fell asleep, so I drove around randomly for a while, which ironically* was probably the most relaxing part of the weekend. Then we went to the Friendly's and they weren't there and I thought dark thoughts about people who stand you up, but luckily they did show up. Whew.
* this is ironic because my commute is my least favorite thing about my job, and I often say how sick I get of driving and how much I crave weekend activities that don't require me to drive.
We did have a nice enough time. Besides me and Isaac there was the woman from the list, and her husband and two boys ages 3(?) and 6. They keep kosher so they just ate ice cream -- unbeknownst to me it turns out that Friendly's ice cream is kosher. Who knew? (well, they did, obviously) I got actual food because I was quite hungry. We hung out eating and chatting for an hour and a half or so, then took the requisite pix and parted company.
Then I went to mom's place and fed her cats and followed Isaac while he climbed the stairs (!) all the way to the 3rd floor, where I fed the cat on the 3rd floor. Then briefly home and then over to
anotherjen's place for dinner, which was a very chaotic affair but fun, but tiring too. Jen's daughter was unusually spastic. ;) And Isaac, having not napped all day except that half-hour in the car, was really really tired so as soon as I finished eating we had to leave. Ah well.Anyway, when I type it out, I realize that actually it was just really Saturday that sucked and Sunday actually turned out to be pretty nice. I guess it's just that my bad mood from Saturday's suckage is lingering on. :P
A cute thing that I must relate outside of the cut: After we got home tonight, I was nursing Isaac to sleep in the rocking chair as usual, and he was fighting it -- he stopped nursing and put his head down on my shoulder but kept trying to lift his head again and look around, even though he could barely keep his eyes open. Then he put his head down again and softly said "bye-bye" and waved his little hand. LOL! So I took it as my cue to go put him down in his crib. And there he has been ever since.
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Date: 2004-08-15 08:20 pm (UTC)And I just saw Outfoxed, as you might have read. I know people think I'm excitable and partisan and blah blah blah but damn it, the movie is sickening. I'd loan it to Bush-leaning friends except that if they watched it and then told me they thought the movie was all untrue, I might feel like doing some serious damage.