Power Outage?!

We lost power last night for a goooood chunk of time, which puts a wrench into things when you're trying to clean for guesties. I am now up early and praying I can pull this together. Stress! Plus I know not whether my brother in law will actually find somewhere else to be which makes me fucking bananas. And we haven't decided upon a menu for the evening, which always makes me jittery.

In short, I haven't alot of time to post this morning, but wanted to update in brief.

Christmas was nice. I want to move to India. I'm back to avoiding loan\debt\credit calls as the meagre amount of christmas shopping I managed to do wiped me out again (well, and paying all those past due balances in december...)

So by candlelight last ight I read aloud to my husband, which was lovely. I wanted sex, but he wasn't feeling well\ in the mood. So reading is fun too. Not in the same way, granted, but it is a great activity for lovers\friends to participate in.

I think I might be over writing. Yeah. Or maybe I'm just tired and stressed and worn out. But everytime I sit down to write I end up re-reading old stuff, editing a word or a sentence, then sighing dramatically and abandoning the endeavor. This is not a fun feeling.

Especially because I feel like I have so much left to write, not just for the cedar falls stuff, but in general! You know I think I was beginning to fancy myself a closet writer. And now, like everything else in my life, it seems that I was just playing at it for a while. Just toying with something.

At our afterschool job teachers can run these side activities. We always have art and gym and library and games, and computers, but then a teacher can create a side club too, such as nature club or card-making club or cooking club. Aaron has already had a rubik''s cube club so far this year and is excitedly planning a prehistoric themed club for the spring, and has many, many more ideas for clubs he could run just pouring out of him. Aaron could do a science experiment club, a magnet fun club, an illustration club, a sculpting club, a videogame club, and who the hell knows what else. His possibilities are endless, his potential limitless.

So I sit down to think of clubs that maybe I could do, as I want to be awesomesauce and contribute and be a valuable team player there. And guess what? I could do a drama club. Yup. And that's about fucking it. That's where my skillsets end. A fucking drama club. But here's the thing, I've already been asked to do a drama enrichment program there, which starts in january, so, that pretty much takes care of the 'drama club' idea, only the kids who take it will have to pay extra money to do something I would have done for free... yeah...

What other hobbies do I have? What other useful educational interests? Oh, c'mon kids, lets have a romance novel club? Or, hey guys, how about a decoupage club? Or a really indepth discussion club about the politics and players of mid twelfth century europe? Yeah. Fun stuff.

Alright. Now I'm just plain wasting time on multiple levels. I have a crazy amount of cleaning\organizing\preparing to do and sitting around comparing myself to someone who is pretty fucking perfect isn't going to help anything in the least, because it will never, ever, do any good at all.

On a lovely note: The world outside my window today looks clean and beautiful. Now to make the insides match...