So it's been way too long since I last updated. Let's see, what's new.
I was supposed to work Sunday, but when I woke up at 8:30am to get ready both kids were still in bed (they're usually up between 6:30-7am) and M. looked like he was dying. I let my SL know that I needed to take a personal day to watch the kids and we spent the time playing and reading books. When Bubs finally went down for his nap in the afternoon, I turned some cartoons on for Punks and I logged in and worked from 3-5pm - I figured that at least it was something. After work I decided to go with my previously established plans, and I went to see Deadpool 2. I was REALLY looking forward to seeing it, clearly:
It did not disappoint. It was bloody, hilarious, and amazing and I'm glad that I saw it in theatre. The music - there are no words. You just have to watch the movie and you'll understand. I was a little surprised to see kids there - they looked about 8, definitely under 10 - because the movie was very clearly NOT for children. I don't understand why some parents feel the need to take their kids to adult movies but hey. They're not my kids, and I don't know them. Maybe they were mature enough for what they were seeing. They certainly were quiet and respectful during the film, which I appreciated.
Yesterday (Monday) I worked, and then had a sick baby girl in the evening. Poor thing was hacking so hard that she threw up in her bed and ended up sleeping in mine. She felt better today but still wasn't eating much and we kept her home from school to give her a chance to just relax and recuperate. She took a nap (something she doesn't normally do) and we also spent a few minutes outside, drawing on the driveway with chalk. Always fun.
She wants to stay home again tomorrow but she seemed okay today so, most likely no. Honestly, I think she just liked being able to spend the entire day with me... and the TV. Both kids have been kind of needy since I started working so I think they're missing the days of mom just being there all the time. It really doesn't help with the mom guilt. When I went to the movie on Monday night, M. told me that Bubs screamed through supper and screamed through bedtime and basically just screamed until he finally passed out from exhaustion. It almost makes me feel like I should never go out or have a life, which clearly isn't the answer. I wish I knew what was.
Anyway. What else?
I've been painting. A few days ago I did this one:
Yesterday I spent way too much time playing video games and chatting and didn't really get to painting, but I did do a quick sketch of a ferret on canvas with the intention of painting him today:
Which I did:
I'm mostly happy with how he turned out. After painting him I spent some time watching iZombie (which was really good this week - well, it's really good most weeks) and then I decided to paint some more. I didn't really want to spend much time sketching so I decided to go with something abstract. I'm pleased with the end result. I'm a fan of bright colours and this makes me think of stained glass, which I love.
And that's really it for updates right now. I was feeling a bit down today, but I'm not in the right headspace to get those thoughts out at the moment- I'll try to do that tomorrow. For now I'm going to get to bed because it's super late. Time flies when you're painting. Take care everyone.