Mar
8
It’s a bright, sunny, albeit chilly Tuesday here. But even so, there’s a forecast of ten centimeters of snow tomorrow. Or maybe rain, even. So, even the weather is all random today. It figures.
- It’s been a slow-moving day so far. I wonder if this is because I got a decent sleep last night? Everything is moving at a slow, deliberate pace — not dragging, mind you. Rather, things seem to be taking their time. Or maybe it’s like we have extra hours thrown into our day. Either way, it’s weird. We’re ready for stuff and not rushing around. I made another batch of scones for the freezer while Stinkerbelle ate her lunch. We went for a walk. Stinkerbelle’s gym class seemed to last forever, to the point that she came and lay down on the mat beside me about 2/3 of the way through class, as though she was tired out or bored. I’ve done dishes and laundry too. I don’t get it. I’m not complaining, mind you — I just. don’t. get. it.
- Stinkerbelle is registered in a semester at her Little Gym class, which will go until June somethingorother. But I fear she’s already “been there, done that” with gym. She doesn’t enjoy it as much as she used to. Part of the problem is that she is far ahead of the rest of the class developmentally, and mostly age-wise too. Part of the problem is that some of the kids in class are children of parents who can’t be arsed to intervene in situations where, oh I dunno, YOUR KID IS SITTING ATOP SOME EQUIPMENT SCREAMING HIS FUCKING HEAD OFF AND PUSHING MY KID OFF BECAUSE HE DOESN’T KNOW HOW TO SHARE. So that’s no fun. And part of it is that she’s done all the skills the class has to offer her last semester. So she’s bored. And right across the hall is the dance class where she just YEARNS to be. I don’t know. We are likely going to register her for dance in September, failing any better options we find for her, but part of me just feels we’re spinning our wheels in the gym class and I might as well cut bait and drop out and push the remainder of the fees towards a September dance class instead. But then I think, at least she’s running around and climbing and stuff, right? That’s good, right? I dunno. Waffle waffle waffle.
- Another thing we’re pursuing is a family membership at the YMCA in town. It seems like a great idea, especially for the option to take Stinkerbelle swimming any morning or afternoon we want to. And I really could use the option for rehabbing my knees. But it is OMGWTF SO EXPENSIVE. For all three of us to have memberships it would run us something like $130/month. AND there’s a massive “joining fee” for both BDH and I totalling $200. It’s insane. If I could pick up some more hours at work, it might be doable. But I don’t know. It would certainly mean dropping all our other activities in favour of this, so I will have to sit down and do a budget comparison and see how it all washes out. I remember way back when when the Y was a budget-friendly option for everyone, but here, with our fancypants Y in the upwardly mobile neighbourhood, it’s prohibitively expensive. Now would be a good time for a lottery win, I tell you what.
- My physio for my bad-assed knees is going well. I am getting some exercises to do each day, and I give part of the credit for last night’s good night’s sleep to the massage I got during my physio session yesterday evening. It is slow going, but it IS going. And that’s the most important thing. I want to be mobile this summer. And I want to be able to start doing some more heavy duty exercise by that time, too. But it’s nice to have direction in this stuff, to know what to do and what not to do. I remember years ago, when I first hurt them, and being told there wasn’t anything that could be done. And physio wasn’t an option because OMG WOMAN WITH SPORTS INJURIES SHUT UP THAT IS CRAZY TALK. So I am really liking this. I am optimistic, but at two weeks in, it remains to be seen how things will progress. But I’ll keep at it.
- I’ve been going through Netflix and making a list of all the things I want to watch. Because cheapass Canadian Netflix does not have a QUEUE option. Bastards. Anyway, I am making a list so, when BDH goes to his many soccer games in a week, I can plonk down in front of the TV and watch something and knit. So far my list consists mostly of costume dramas (WELL DUH), odd little movies nobody has heard of, anything made by my favourite sexay actors, and documentaries. Some of those things BDH likes as well, so I will have to reserve only the ones I know he’ll have no interest in for my own movie nights. But then, there’s the argument that when he’s not here, I could just go to bed really early and get an extra few hours of sleep. Ah, the time-honoured battle between good (sleep) and evil (television). Well, evil also means knitting time and maybe popcorn, so I’d say right now it has the DEFINITE advantage.
