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mizarchivistI think I'm out of practice writing here. I keep reading - or at least skimming- my friends, but one day is much like another for me right now. A standard day--
I get up earlier than I like because my son is part bird and rises with the sun
Get the kid up and ready for his day
Go to work: so. much. to. do
Rush home
Play with the kid, feed him dinner, put him to bed
Eat while I feed him, or after
Do ... something? for an hour or two before I go to bed
Generally speaking, this makes for feeling intensely boring. I have about 30-40 minutes of conversation to offer up on general topics, probably double that if we're adding in updates on what Crime Fighter's doing, and then... yeah. We're done with anything remotely interesting. It's temporary, but it's the person I hoped never to be. I just didn't realize when I vowed not to Be That Guy, is That Guy is just doing the best s/he can with so very much limited resources.
In sort of similar, somewhat dejected news, I feel like I don't have the energy to get my motorcycle out this season. I realize it JUST got nice, and I may well decide it must be brought out. But with so very little free time, I feel like (pedal) bike riding, art, and general social time wins out over (motor)bike and bike maintenance. The new neighborhood also means it's easier most of the time to take a bus rather than jump through the hoops of motoring. If I were more social, headed to further locations, didn't have 1 if not 2 cars at my disposal when going out to non-bus friendly places... yeah. Cost benefit just doesn't seem to weigh out right now.
I just know that being out on the bike makes me so very happy. This must be another situation where being an adult is "tomplitated" to quote![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
asciikitty. Dammit, I will some day. I vowed back in the day, I'd not give up riding just because I was a mom.
Anyway. Hi. I'm here. I should write about going to NYC with the kid, but it's time to go home- so maybe next time.
I get up earlier than I like because my son is part bird and rises with the sun
Get the kid up and ready for his day
Go to work: so. much. to. do
Rush home
Play with the kid, feed him dinner, put him to bed
Eat while I feed him, or after
Do ... something? for an hour or two before I go to bed
Generally speaking, this makes for feeling intensely boring. I have about 30-40 minutes of conversation to offer up on general topics, probably double that if we're adding in updates on what Crime Fighter's doing, and then... yeah. We're done with anything remotely interesting. It's temporary, but it's the person I hoped never to be. I just didn't realize when I vowed not to Be That Guy, is That Guy is just doing the best s/he can with so very much limited resources.
In sort of similar, somewhat dejected news, I feel like I don't have the energy to get my motorcycle out this season. I realize it JUST got nice, and I may well decide it must be brought out. But with so very little free time, I feel like (pedal) bike riding, art, and general social time wins out over (motor)bike and bike maintenance. The new neighborhood also means it's easier most of the time to take a bus rather than jump through the hoops of motoring. If I were more social, headed to further locations, didn't have 1 if not 2 cars at my disposal when going out to non-bus friendly places... yeah. Cost benefit just doesn't seem to weigh out right now.
I just know that being out on the bike makes me so very happy. This must be another situation where being an adult is "tomplitated" to quote
asciikitty. Dammit, I will some day. I vowed back in the day, I'd not give up riding just because I was a mom. Anyway. Hi. I'm here. I should write about going to NYC with the kid, but it's time to go home- so maybe next time.
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