OK, so now I, myself, am really no longer anonymous.
I would love to say that all is still well in hell, but it's not...really. Poor LD had to go back. The generator was left outside last week and fried and there was no sound or mics for the final scenes...poor kids. And J and I are so behind on everything else that it feels like we'll never come up for air. But that's besides the point. Christmas came and went, as it does every year, and though I'm struggling daily to catch up, I'm wildly relieved that definitively one of the worst weeks of my life is now over. More crap kept coming up (I can't even begin to tell you the story of J and LD and their night they almost spent at the Bates Motel. Seriously. Well, it wasn't the BATES motel, but imagine if you will, what a room looks and smells like at $35/night.)
I sit here, having finished my 2nd glass of wine for the night, having cleaned the crap out of my apartment for the first time since November (despite the fact we've got the cleaning lady once every 2 weeks...marriage saver, I swear.) I desperately need to sleep, but sometimes cleaning and organizing feels better for me than sleeping...for I won't need to take any Simply Sleeps to simply sleep. Two glasses of wine, hard labor and a cup of Nighty Night tea...puts me out....(come to think...why the hell do sleepy time things have such cutesy names? Why isn't it called "Just fucking put me out" pills or "Fall the Fuck Asleep" tea? Even No-Doz to stay awake is cute...)
Speaking of Cute, my niece (well, really my cousin, but my cousin told me to call her kid niece....) is adorable. I'm including a photo, which I've titled, "The Lady Who You Wouldn't Think To Trust With a Kid..." (incidentally, I was the only person who could get her to stop crying on Christmas eve....)
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