Week 199: Just sleepy
My brain is brimming with ideas to write about, so much so that I wake up in the middle of the night stringing phrases together, words zooming through my mind.
But I'm sleepy from interrupted sleep, and tired from uninterrupted parenting, so I put off writing to nap or sleep. Our beloved nanny is gone to France. My parents have been in Egypt and Israel, so Sydney hasn't been to the farm in a few weeks. Jason has parent/teacher conferences late tomorrow and Thursday night. Thank goodness for friends who call for dessert, and other friends who are willing on short notice to watch the girls while I teach.
And so the words simmer in my thoughts, giving me headaches, distracting me from my task, escaping only in tile form in the Scrabble games I have going with my Facebook friends. Tonight I had the opportunity to play all seven of my tiles to form the word "idolizes" for a whopping 92 points. But since I was playing against a student, I kept the "s" to myself because...well...because. It just didn't seem nice. And 41 points is no small score anyway.
At some point, I'll have to carve out time to sit and write. Or sit and read. Or sit and figure out my NCAA bracket. Or just sit and be. That sounds nice.



Mmm, that does sound nice. I hope you get some moments like that.
Posted by: ccap | Wednesday, March 19, 2008 at 05:04 AM
If you ever need help with the girl...please don't be afraid to call...we'd love to have them!!!
Posted by: Rachel | Wednesday, March 19, 2008 at 08:22 AM
Idolizes! That's awesome! I'm really impressed that you held yourself back. I'd be doing a total victory dance. (Steve and I are fiercely competitive at Scrabble. Except he almost always wins.)
Posted by: Jess | Wednesday, March 19, 2008 at 08:28 AM
Just sit and be.
And know your girls were wonderful!!!
Posted by: Karen | Wednesday, March 19, 2008 at 10:04 AM
I would love to go to France right now, or anywhere. I always found two little ones hard to deal with if I knew I was on my own. It was probably all psychological; I oculd handle it, but it was comforting to have someone else there.
Posted by: Margaret | Wednesday, March 19, 2008 at 07:16 PM