I don’t have much to say today, as I sit here with a migraine since I woke up. My body seems to decide I should be up by 8 am on the weekends, and I’m up at 5 or 6 in the morning on weekdays. I took 2 muscerol 3 tablets an hour ago, because clearly lying in the dark doing nothing bothered someone. But as I was lying in the dark, I couldn’t help but feel grateful for everything I have, even though I was a raging hulk for a hot minute last night.
Right now, at this moment, I’m grateful for my son, for his laugh when I playfully chase him around the house, trying to “catch him” to throw him on the trampoline (yes, we have a trampoline in the house. A small kids sized one, among other things). Despite my migraine, I realize my son needs me to play with him right now, especially since we won’t be going to my in-laws today and we didn’t visit my parents this week, so he didn’t get to play with his cousins (except on Wednesday when they came over).
So I will put my writing on pause while I play with him, then I will proceed to update you about my weekend.
Okay, that kid’s fast! I rarely run but I really couldn’t catch him (I did give him a 3-second headstart and breaks to catch his breath though). I’m grateful for my husband, who works hard to provide for us, and is there for me no matter how irrational and emotional I get. So, my weekend. I had a crazy busy weekend, as usual, which is why it’s hard for me to post on weekends.
Friday I stayed at home because I was tired. I had a 2-hour phone call with a close friend, then I went to check out laptops at a store 10 minutes walking distance from my house. My only laptop has been with me for 11 years and I need a new one. I also had housework and wrote the final chapter of my novella. I know it doesn’t sound like a crazy busy day but, for me, with my limited energy, it was.
Yesterday was even busier. I went on a trip with my students (the ones I volunteer teach Quran to) and some other teachers. I don’t want to get into details here because, you know… But all in all, it was fun, but not relaxing, and exhausting. That’s what taking care of 11 kids for 7 hours all on your own will do for you. That’s all I will say. I’ll save the resentment for another day. When I got back, I had housework. Add to that the raging hulk incident. Enough said. On the bright side, I got some good moviemakers out of it. One was a montage of my students playing together and with me (can’t share that here). Another was a meditation video I added as a reel on Instagram.
And today, as I mentioned at the beginning. Super chill day (no drama). Just a migraine. Oh, and I have another prompt I must write for the poetry workshop I’m taking. I have no idea what to write. It’ll take me a few days. I’m supposed to use metaphors. I think I need to lie down now.