For about a week, baby S was doing whole nights of sleep. It was miraculous! But it seems that blessing was short-lived, and I am now up again. Oy. As I type this I am falling asleep--fingers first, eyelids second....I am considering leaving my sister and husband to sit in the living room while I crash into bed.
I may have clever things to say, but I mostly just want to crash.
In two weeks we are going Christmas carolling with a group. Who doesn't love random groups of singing people? It makes me think of childhood. My sisters and I would rehearse carols in 3 part harmony and walk around the neighborhood singing. I'm sure it was adorable, but honestly, we did it for the profit. We would usually come home with cookies and cash. Ahhh, childhood is so simple. It was a simpler time too--we never once considered not eating a stranger's cookie!
My husband baked tonight--apple carmel pie and cookies. Why did I marry this man?
He simply loves it when we're out and someone asks me if I'd rather cut "my pie". He loves the moment when I tell them I don't bake--it's my husband's pie. It's our rare break from stereotypes.
I finished the packet to send to the new job prospect--cv, recordings, referrals, and letter. I guess we'll mail it tomorrow morning. We had it ready today, but realized in the car on the way to the post office that my cv had no contact info...I mean, I feel destined to get the job, but not giving them any way to contact me seems to be over-testing destiny.
Enough thoughts. Goodnight. Hopefully, I won't be up again until after....at least 7am?