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Nov. 19th, 2018 10:14 am( Writing notes, mostly for my reference )
( Food talk, mostly crankiness about things too inconvenient to change )
For me, dealing with my food issues is a lot like trying to decide whether or not I can go on that family outing that will involve hours of walking. It's not necessarily that I can't; it's that there's a price tag that I can't check in advance. I'm just becoming less and less willing to gamble that I can pay.
At any rate, I'm going to need to take my own food for Thanksgiving. I resent needing to do that in this case even more than I would if Scott's parents or sister were hosting. (I think the resentment is more that I had several weeks when I thought we'd eat at home and was looking forward to being able to prepare things I knew I could eat.
Cordelia's choir fundraiser yesterday got cancelled. They were suppose to rake leaves for payment, but there was enough snow on the ground to make that difficult. There's less snow today, but there wouldn't be enough time after school lets out, not even with it being an exam day, to get everything done by dark. Tomorrow, there's only one exam, so the kids will be done by 9:30. The choir director wants them to rake leaves then.
I'm not convinced that she'll find the dozen drivers that are needed, not on a Tuesday on such short notice. Also, the forecast still calls for more snow between now and then. I'm kind of at the point of wanting to tell her that I'll donate $10-$20 for Cordelia not to have to go. Cordelia's been complaining about the prospect for about a week now, since well before the rescheduling.
( Food talk, mostly crankiness about things too inconvenient to change )
For me, dealing with my food issues is a lot like trying to decide whether or not I can go on that family outing that will involve hours of walking. It's not necessarily that I can't; it's that there's a price tag that I can't check in advance. I'm just becoming less and less willing to gamble that I can pay.
At any rate, I'm going to need to take my own food for Thanksgiving. I resent needing to do that in this case even more than I would if Scott's parents or sister were hosting. (I think the resentment is more that I had several weeks when I thought we'd eat at home and was looking forward to being able to prepare things I knew I could eat.
Cordelia's choir fundraiser yesterday got cancelled. They were suppose to rake leaves for payment, but there was enough snow on the ground to make that difficult. There's less snow today, but there wouldn't be enough time after school lets out, not even with it being an exam day, to get everything done by dark. Tomorrow, there's only one exam, so the kids will be done by 9:30. The choir director wants them to rake leaves then.
I'm not convinced that she'll find the dozen drivers that are needed, not on a Tuesday on such short notice. Also, the forecast still calls for more snow between now and then. I'm kind of at the point of wanting to tell her that I'll donate $10-$20 for Cordelia not to have to go. Cordelia's been complaining about the prospect for about a week now, since well before the rescheduling.
