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2004-06-22 - 6:51 p.m. - Cycle day:

Things have been a bit crazy around here, and for once, it's because of the Big People. The Husband and I actually went to a movie - our first one since before M. was born. A few days later, I arranged a mama movie night and went to see The Stepford Wives with one of my fellow playgroupers (heh. that sounds like a fish). In between these wanton acts of recreation, I've been juggling 4-5 job-type-things. I've pretty much given up on the Self-Defining-Career deal, at least for now. I'm just trying to figure out enough at-home income sources to keep supporting the family at something near my previous level (adjusted to consider that I don't have to pay for day care). I am currently writing for a local parenting magazine, designing websites for a friend's new businesses, about to start an at-home sales business (selling cruelty-free, community-traded, bath and body goodies), and just got hired as my uber-talented musician friend's booking agent. It all seems a bit overwhelming when I step back at look at it all - I've actually started making weekly to-do lists again - but I think there's something appealing about the chaos. It makes me feel that much more productive when I can pull something together, I guess. And maybe also makes me feel justified in taking some time to myself, even if it's not especially relaxing. At least it's time to do things I enjoy. The Husband said something about keeping track of my hours to make sure the ends justify the means, but that implies that the only reward is monetary. I'm not just doing all this for the money. I'm doing it for me.

In more baby-related news, there are two more teeth coming in - the second top front one and one of the bottom front pair (I can't really tell which one). She's also cruising like a laser-guided missile. She's running across rooms, with us hanging on desperately to her hands. One of these days, and not very far from now, she's going to let go. It makes my heart hurt to think about it.

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