role models

i once read that sylvia plath did all of her writing for ariel in the mornings before her children woke up. i attempted to do that once, but i would have to get up at 5 am every morning. i don't know how isabel can go to bed at 10 pm and get up at 6 am on a saturday. i have a couple of friends, one of whom has a seven year old and an infant, who get up every single morning beforeand go to the gym, or run, or whatever it is they do. i can barely get myself out of the bed at 8 am on the weekends.

i feel run down and out of shape. i haven't been to yoga in at least a month. it seemed like one thing or another was getting in the way of me going. jason was working one week, then i contracted a god awful sinus infection, there was someone's birthday in there, then we were out of town, then jason was out of town, and now i have run out of excuses.

my back is killing me, i'm falling apart.

i need to pick up some proofreading jobs. i love doing it, it feeds my need to criticize without annoying my husband and children.

today is the big day to inspect the bees. hopefully, they have accepted the queen and there are bunches of little bee eggs in there.

i have to go grocery shopping today, we have been eating the bare bones of the pantry for the past four days. yay recession! it has been many meals of pasta, beans, leftovers, and eggs.