I'm having a bad morning which translates into paranoia and feelings of inadequacy. (OCD can be wicked awful some days.) It's a combination of stress, lack of sleep, and just a snark fest I stumbled across this morning. I'm going to go sit in the corner and sing Kum-ba-yah for an hour or so. I usually can put on a face of false bravado and hubris, but not this morning. I might come off as fairly confident, but it's a facade that all people with OCD learn eventually. When you're monumentally different at your core, it's easiest just to fake normal. Anyway, I just have to make it through today and maybe I'll feel more like taking criticism tomorrow. I have a really broad sense of humor normally... normally. It was useful to know that I was wrong about someone, so... yeah....
I didn't sleep last night. Well, that's a lie. I think I got around two hours between snatches here and there. The husband mentioned that I could at least sleep when I got back from dropping the kids off. He said it in this disingenuous way as if he hadn't just spent the last twelve years with someone suffering from insomnia. The rules to insomnia are similar to those for gremlins.
1. Don't feed us after midnight.
2. Don't expose us to bright light... especially sunlight.
3. Don't get us wet. (Okay... so this doesn't apply, but I probably wouldn't like it if you dumped water on me.)
Oh... and for insomniacs, the most serious... the one thing you must never do... is take a nap.
Anyway, so I'm hoping to ironman it through the day. Monday is my official laundry day. (My life is so glamorous, nicht wahr?) Yes. Indeed. So, that should be fun. I also have cleaning, a report for B's former teacher to write, and I should get in a run now that I'm healthy again.
I love Mondays.
T did try to convince me this morning that by wearing jogging pants instead of the pants I'd picked out for him, he'd achieved super-human speed. This translated into him making short sprints all over the house rather than getting ready for school. I admired his enthusiasm.
In a random aside, my parents are home today after two years in France. Woo woo! One of my sisters goes in for an amniocentisis... and between her and my Sister-in-law... we may be crawling in new babies in my family this week.
... which are also sort of like gremlins.