I haven’t got time for a proper post this morning but now that I’m back in blogging mode, I hate to leave it for the day. I didn’t realize how much I missed writing until I returned to it. And so that means that you poor folks are about to be subjected to my jumbled brain. Or at least bits and pieces of it.

· I should really be doing some laundry or drying the breakfast dishes. But that’s the beauty of the single mom thing right now. I can always go at my own pace. Not that Rock was a stickler for cleanliness or anything and not that he stopped by mid-day to see if the house was spotless. I remember Don telling me that he thought that I would be less stressed out and less emotionally drained once Rock was gone. And while I believed him, I didn’t imagine that the change in me would be this dramatic. I only thought of being relieved from Rock’s sporadic “you’re a whore” speeches or his dramatic little freak outs over nothing. I didn’t realize that the day to day, even on the neutral days, was affecting me so profoundly. I might live to eat these words, but I * like * having the buck stop with me, at least within the walls of this house. It’s almost liberating.

· M might be stopping by today on her way home from work. Our next schedule appointment isn’t until later this month and it’s a two for one because the Weirdo (the physiotherapist whose actual name is Mark) will be accompanying her. I didn’t want to wait weeks to see her after a few cancelled appointments because I need some help in dealing with Michael’s new separation anxiety. It might have been naïve of me, but I wasn’t anticipating such a strong reaction from him once Rock left the house. This is part of the reason why I feel as though I should be cleaning. Oh well.

· I might be a shallow person, but damn am I looking forward to not having the kids home this weekend. Wow. That was hard to admit! But I’d like to sleep in. And not eat a balanced meal. And enjoy some (almost) silence. Oh who am I kidding? I’ll be going out of my fucking head by the end of Saturday!

· After a cold and bitter and rainy day yesterday that required me to keep the heat on all day and put a big fire on at night, it’s absolutely fucking gorgeous outside today. Sunny and clear and warm. I’m really digging this whole fall thing. Might become my favorite season. That is, until I see next Spring…

· There is an open house for a call centre in town next Wednesday and I plan to go. I have no idea if that type of job is right for me but from what I understand, they have on site daycare which is a huge bonus. I’m only going to check it out and learn some more about the company. But I will be bringing a resume.

· Good news (finally!) on the car situation. Don’s mechanic found a daytime running lights kit that should be able to be installed in his old car. I might not be completely housebound after this weekend, after all! Woo Hoo!

· I’m addicted to Dharma and Greg re-runs.

· I want to start re-watching Six Feet Under since I bought season one on DVD at Wally World for, like, twenty bucks. But Don wants to try it out. So, I’m supposed to be waiting for him. Boo.

· Have you been wondering about Mr. Paskowski’s status? He doesn’t know I’m blogging again. And while he joined another site, he hasn’t posted anything other than an intro. I’m not keeping my blogging a secret or anything…I’m not sure why I haven’t told him, actually…hmm…strange that…

The baby woke up. So this is the end of the list.