[begin pity party]
Work is still stressful. Life outside work is still somewhat stressful, although this week has been filled with many good things (party for our daycare provider, dinner with friends) along with the bad (too much work!, having to cancel therapy, hateful comments, allergies/cold).
At least it's Friday. The weekend bodes promising. We're going to Spanish story hour at the library, having a playdate with friends, meeting other friends for ice cream, and doing the usual stuff around the house.
Too bad I'll spend all my waking hours while the kids are asleep doing work. I have to take some stuff home. I'm trying not to be too bitter about it, but I'm failing. Everyone has to work overtime from time to time, and I do less of it than most people. I just get so little down time as it is on weekends that I feel exceptionally annoyed by the idea of spending it doing tedious work that I don't enjoy.
[end pity party]
[begin dating update]
I'm having coffee with a new Internet guy tomorrow. He is an economics professor, he loves to dance the tango, and he's deathly allergic to cats and dogs. That's about what I know about him. We'll see how that goes. I'm leery of the dance obsession as the only dancing I like to do is spastic 80s moves at weddings once I've had a few drinks. Now that I enjoy. Formal dancing? Not so much. And in my experience, those obsessed with dance are well and truly obsessed, to the exclusion of almost anything else. See Snickollet judge! I'm trying to be open-minded. We'll see how it goes.
My reward for slogging through the work part of the weekend is that Mr. Coffee is coming over for a date (#6?) on Sunday evening. Until this morning, I had not heard from him since the one e-mail he sent me early in his trip, and I was trying not to be That Girl Who Is Irritated by Lack of Communication, especially since he had warned me that he would likely not be in touch. I kind of failed. I was annoyed. But he made up for it with a lovely message that was waiting for me when I got up today; he'll be home late, late, late tonight and will have his daughters Saturday and Sunday, but will come over after he drops them off with their mom. That should be nice.
[end dating update]
[begin NuvaRing update: not graphic]
With the help of all of your comments, I figured it out. Thank you.
[end NuvaRing update]
Have a good weekend, everyone.