The cooler air has come through Florida, and while there was about a week of near-freezing temperatures, it's now hovering around 70 degrees. The air and heat is off, the windows are open, and it feels great. I started chili in the crock pot, but really only because I promised Christen. We even eat chili in the summer, so it's not really a reflection of the weather although I'm hoping it gets a little chilly tonight so I really enjoy my dinner.
I also have a loaf of banana cranberry bread in the oven. I messed with the recipe a lot, so I'm hoping it comes out well. Last week I picked up a full bunch of bananas figuring I would have leftovers by this weekend for bread. Christen almost threw them away thinking they were bad (no, they're perfect!) but huzzah, I saved them.
Spencer has decided he does not need naps anymore. I think 9 1/2 months is a little early to stop taking naps, but tell that to the little one. Yesterday he took 20 minutes while I carried him through the mall and that was it. Today we're still trying to get him to sleep some. He has been sleeping a lot at night -- 7:30 last night until 8:30 this morning. Still, please?
Last week was a rough week. I started my new position, which was a lot harder than I thought it would be and I broke down and cried by Thursday. I'm fully overwhelmed and feeling under-confident about my abilities. I'm sure it will get better (all things do, right?) but right now I'm just dreading every day I go in. When I came back from maternity leave it was difficult for awhile until I got my confidence back. I'm hoping it's the same here, I'm just hoping it takes less than 2 months to feel good about my job again.
I'm getting excited about the holidays, but everytime I start feeling good about them something family-related happens to make me feel more like throwing up. My sister and mother fight so much, and my sister runs away I just don't know what to do about everything. I'm afraid I'm going to lose my sister, that she's decided her friends are more important than her family. She's going to end up dead or in jail, and I just want to cry. Why can't everyone start acting normal again?
I got to see Shelley again Friday, and that was nice. It was refreshing how easy it was to go back to how things were before. We're not the same people we were, and our friendship will never be like it was, but it was nice easy conversation and it was good to know that we can still be there for each other. I can't believe she's moving to Texas ...
Anyhow, now that I'm perfectly depressed, I'm going to go clean house before I cry. Toodles.
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I know what you mean about work. I'm often like that at a new job or after my job changes a lot. Someday I want a nice, stress-free job, that isn't too boring, that I know exactly what's expected of me and how to do everything exactly right, where I can go in every day and not feel stressed.
Right.. that will happen?
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