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"I think being a woman is like being Irish." — Iris Murdoch
 
Complaining to get some rhythm going
Tags: prelude
I've been tired lately.  I'm not sleeping so well with Nelson and Emma away.  I end up staying up later than I mean to, hanging online longer than I mean to, and then I wake up at 4:30 and can't fall back asleep.

Nelson tries to urge me to have fun, to relax, and I want to, but at the same time I feel so guilty.  I know how hard he's working... His dad is great, and so is Nelson, but they have the father/son thing going, you know?  So the dad can't help but say some dumb thing he's said to Nelson all his life, and Nelson will get pissed off and react...  it's not a big deal, btw.  This is normal.  And they really like and care about each other.  It's just at times they can't help but get on each others' nerves.  It's a lot easier for me to be with my father-in-law, because I have no history with him;  he's just this nice older guy I know.

At the same time, Nelson gets pressure from Emma, who is often (and rightfully) bored silly.  Nelson's dad doesn't have cable TV, so Emma can only watch the local channels.  Her cousin has gone away for vacation, so now E's mostly alone, and when she wants to play, Nelson is the one who has to play with her.  So he's got pressure from both sides.

I'm trying to think of what I can do for fun, but I'm so unused to having time of my own.  Plus, there are projects in the house that I really have to do... they've been on my to-do list for literally years.

Before you start feeling sorry for me, or before you start telling me to stop feeling sorry for myself, listen:  I'm just complaining to get a little steam up, to get my blood circulating.  This is just the prelude to Getting Things Done.
 

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