never any time
and yet I sit on my butt
I have so much to do. Work, laundry, all of the things everyone always has to do. But instead I’m blogging and worrying, two of my most treasured past times.
For your enjoyment…
Worry Number 1:
Does the wee-er one have the flu, or just a weird, random, fever-y virus? She’s had her flu shots, but I’ve heard the strain that some people are getting this year is different from the one in the shots. I hate to take her to the doctor if she doesn’t have the flu, because she’ll just pick it up when we’re there. On the other hand, if she does have it, then I want to get going with the anti-virals.
Worry Number 2:
That I am an asshole. And that by wanting to transfer my son out of his neighborhood school into a different school with more opportunities and smaller classes that I am turning my back on a school that needs community involvement, and that I am implicitly racist. But can I shoulder the burden of a neighborhood school all on my own? Can I deny my son extra opportunities that he wouldn’t get where he’s at now just because I’m taking a stand politically and socially? Or can I be confident that transferring him really is the best option for us, and that the decision is not a personal attack on anyone’s socio-economic status?
I’ve been thinking about both of these things way too much. Mama needs a xanax and a vacation.