My week has been a lot of recovery from exhaustion interspersed with physically exhausting tasks. But I did some decent redrafting for The Melody of Shining Stars. I completed Act I, so yay for that. Act II will be more work than originally hoped, but I expect I'll have more energy next week.
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Sixth grade. The volleyball coach cut the three shortest girls from the team. Our class had fifteen girls. The bench, mathematically, had room. She chose specifically to send us home. I am, decades later, still allergic to volleyball.
I am thirty-nine years old. I still remember the cardigan my year-five teacher was wearing when she humiliated me in front of the class. The cardigan was unforgivable on its own.
My eight-year-old, 8:49pm:
"MUM THERE IS A MOTH PLEASE HELP."
My eight-year-old, 8:57pm:
"Can we keep him?"
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Show of hands: which of your children has, in the same ten-minute window, gone from sobbing about a moth to asking if you can keep the moth as a pet?
Because mine did this last night and I am still recovering. Wrote about it:
#parenting #momlife
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did I sleep last night?
no.
did I start and finish an entire book in one sitting?
yes.
