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Sep. 22nd, 2016 12:46 pmI upped my dose of Zoloft to 50 mg this morning and am waiting to see how that affects me. It’s been a couple of hours, and mostly, I’m tired and unfocused. I’ve been trying to write this for over an hour and keep getting distracted. I just can’t tell if that’s the Zoloft or not.
If it weren’t Thursday, I’d probably have gone back to bed, but the cleaning lady will come soon, and I need to eat lunch before she comes. Maybe I can lie down while she’s here… Cordelia has an after school meeting, so she won’t be taking over our bedroom.
I’m a bit annoyed with Scott. I’m out of the tea I drink in the mornings, and I asked him to pick some up on his way home last night. He was adamant that he’d bought some when he did the groceries last weekend. I told him that, since I’m not going to stop drinking it and couldn’t find the box he bought, he should buy more. He had to stop for bread and yogurt anyway, so I wasn’t asking him to go out of his way. He was so sure he’d bought the stuff that he didn’t bother getting more, and neither of us can find the box that he— maybe— bought on Saturday. I have other black teas, so I had one of those this morning, but I’d rather have had something else.
We had a game session last night. We’re still focused on trying to do first contact work. Scott is hoping for something else to come up soon which is not unreasonable. There’s only so far we can go with just one plotline, especially one that’s going to advance by tiny increments. My character is fully engaged, but she’s the only one really designed for this sort of story.
I’m looking at all of my current WIP and not wanting to pick any of them up right now. Sadly, that probably means I need to work on something else entirely for a while, thus ending up with still another WIP. (I also kind of suspect that my current disinterest has more to do with being tired and spaced out than with anything else, and a new story won’t help with that at all.)
Cordelia’s teachers aren’t doing actual parent-teacher conferences this year. They’re having a three hour open house sort of thing with the idea that parents can drop in at any point during that window to talk. I know that this sort of thing is likely what we’d have gotten the last couple of years at a big middle school, but I really liked having that ten minute appointment that was ours exclusively with the teachers having Cordelia’s records and such on hand specifically.
There isn’t actually anything we expect to need privacy to discuss. Cordelia’s very good at school related stuff and doesn’t get into any trouble or anything (We are so hugely lucky!). I would have liked to ask for some input on high school options for her since we’ll have to decide by the end of the year. Of course, I have no idea if these teachers have a good feel for the local high school options.
Cordelia ended up putting the new shower curtain up yesterday. I knew there was no way I could do it, and she wanted to shower. She was dubious about doing it because she never had, but I explained the process to her, and she got it done.
If it weren’t Thursday, I’d probably have gone back to bed, but the cleaning lady will come soon, and I need to eat lunch before she comes. Maybe I can lie down while she’s here… Cordelia has an after school meeting, so she won’t be taking over our bedroom.
I’m a bit annoyed with Scott. I’m out of the tea I drink in the mornings, and I asked him to pick some up on his way home last night. He was adamant that he’d bought some when he did the groceries last weekend. I told him that, since I’m not going to stop drinking it and couldn’t find the box he bought, he should buy more. He had to stop for bread and yogurt anyway, so I wasn’t asking him to go out of his way. He was so sure he’d bought the stuff that he didn’t bother getting more, and neither of us can find the box that he— maybe— bought on Saturday. I have other black teas, so I had one of those this morning, but I’d rather have had something else.
We had a game session last night. We’re still focused on trying to do first contact work. Scott is hoping for something else to come up soon which is not unreasonable. There’s only so far we can go with just one plotline, especially one that’s going to advance by tiny increments. My character is fully engaged, but she’s the only one really designed for this sort of story.
I’m looking at all of my current WIP and not wanting to pick any of them up right now. Sadly, that probably means I need to work on something else entirely for a while, thus ending up with still another WIP. (I also kind of suspect that my current disinterest has more to do with being tired and spaced out than with anything else, and a new story won’t help with that at all.)
Cordelia’s teachers aren’t doing actual parent-teacher conferences this year. They’re having a three hour open house sort of thing with the idea that parents can drop in at any point during that window to talk. I know that this sort of thing is likely what we’d have gotten the last couple of years at a big middle school, but I really liked having that ten minute appointment that was ours exclusively with the teachers having Cordelia’s records and such on hand specifically.
There isn’t actually anything we expect to need privacy to discuss. Cordelia’s very good at school related stuff and doesn’t get into any trouble or anything (We are so hugely lucky!). I would have liked to ask for some input on high school options for her since we’ll have to decide by the end of the year. Of course, I have no idea if these teachers have a good feel for the local high school options.
Cordelia ended up putting the new shower curtain up yesterday. I knew there was no way I could do it, and she wanted to shower. She was dubious about doing it because she never had, but I explained the process to her, and she got it done.
