Loony days

... (Misty nights)

Monday & Tuesday were long days at work… Seating in a non-ergonomic chair, not being able to bend for a nap even if I’m falling to pieces is the pits… Not having much to do is completely boring… Wednesday didn’t make it. Got up late, and then couldn’t walk much because of sleeping on my right side… it hinders my right leg… So the “penguin”walk was short and uneasy. Put in order the pictures that arrived a week ago, and gathered the scrapbooking stuff to begin a Witch & Mage scrapbook. At sunset LightShadow and Groundel teleported to my den, bringing both company and a movie, The Machinist. The mage arrived at his usual almost-witching hour, this time with another gift from a co-worker, an electric/battery operated breast pump. It was nice to feel happy vibes from him at such end of day hours… I wish I could stay awake to actually share more thoughts and words with him, but… our schedules are the pits. We will survive, though... It is true, things COULD be worst…

WORK: Now they did something at the Source that leaves the satellite supporting cast without any administrator rights… So my only question is: What the HELL are we supposed to do now in the frickin office? I mean… The little things we could do is the little things we can no longer do… I foresee a centralization of the support at the Source, and that’s gonna be so lovely… I need to change from this department, I am tired of the crap. Either that, or start fresh elsewhere. I guess we all know what I’ll be doing during my maternity leave…

HOME: Still a WIP with the completion of basic construction… Hopefully A/C and kitty window will be completed on Saturday. Hopefully… No word from the electrician… So downstairs got only 2 working lights, a fan to be dismounted so it can be changed, a fan to be tubed and wired, a chandelier mocking me and a kitchen rack eating dust… And upper bath still untouched and still in the process of being a bigger mess. At least the front jungle of weeds has been poisoned, needs a second hand on that matter… As well as the back needs some dosis of weedkiller as well. Need to do the holes for the palmitas, and to get some flowesr to liven things up… but that is another story…

FRIENDS: Hopefully Coriolis finally got his messages… he hasn’t called so I guess so. Groundel still has not been able to go to Bellavista and should attend doctor’s appointment tomorrow… LS will start her new job very soon, so positive karma sent her way. Cook got a car transmission scare, Cock still bothering with his Xbox woes… Raven got her money and have not resurrected ever since.

The MAGE: Still trying to get a complete evaluation of his transcript. The curriculum changed, and based on it he only has to take one class… and another one if he wants to get rid off an F (which I strongly advise he does…). All in all, I don’t think he’ll have a problem graduating next May. It will be fun to celebrate that. And then, hopefully, he can actually find a job with better pay and better working hours! It’s the best way to get back quality time, and make true memories. These days have been a rollercoaster in the emotions department, but it is always refreshing to see how he gets up and smiles again… always the positive elf… And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

The WITCH: Bothered to the core by what’s going on with the work thing, bothered to the core by the penguin walking, bothered by the belly pressure, slightly bothered by nausea… Gravity is showing its power, making me too tired, period. I don’t feel I’ll be able to keep up coming to work after next week… Moving and walking bothers too much. But I can’t simply stay at home… better be bothered in the office where anyone could take me to a hospital if needed, than alone at home where if I start birthing symptoms I have to wait for the Mage to arrive from wherever… Honestly I think that is the only worry I have about the whole birthing thing… Everything else I know will be fine.

So… The mists of Ravenloft keep wrapping Anthill every afternoon, displaying a beautiful full moon at night… Listen to the children of the night… They howl for you!

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