So, Theseus is gone again. 15 days was much too short. :(

He doesn't really have that much time left before he comes home for good (compared to how long he's already been gone), but that's hardly a comfort. I'm sick of staring at a calendar and bitterly counting down the days...

...this just sucks.
This time I have a little person to wait with me - his relentless feeding schedule is actually helping the days move pretty quickly. Also I go back to school tomorrow, which is both good (will be nice to get out of the house for a couple hours) and bad (I'm feeling insanely lazy and don't quite feel up to resuming my classes).

I also have some seedlings demanding my time and some cleaning/organizing I've been seriously neglecting. I haven't 100% recovered from the c-section yet, but I'm feeling WAY better than I thought I would at this point (12 days later) and there's really no excuse for my crazy house. I'd say I'm at 75-80%: no incision pain anymore, as long as I don't try to do anything really strenuous. I don't need pain medication anymore, either.

But anyway. Physically I'm feeling restless, but mentally I can't drag my behind off the couch. Expect a lot more blog posts as I can tell myself at least I'm doing something productive.

The point is: I still have a little bit of time before my husband comes home, but I have plenty to do in the meantime. Even if I don't really feel like doing any of it.

That's it for now, I guess. Feeling very blah. Can't wait for Theseus to come home for good. :/


Found this - it doesn't relate to this post, but I thought it was nice:

"Put the swing where the children want it, the grass will grow back."
 - Amish Proverb

- Antiope

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