I'm here..umm.mostly.

I know I've been blogging about my crafts a lot. I know it's probably boring you. Truthfully, that's all that can hold my attention very long. Today, nothing is holding my attention. Not the need to get out and pay some bills, not the fact that this house has a desperate need to get clean. The weekend was busy and then L.O.'s first day of second grade was yesterday morning. This morning, the brain is busy, the mind is not.

When we walked in and began to put up her supplies yesterday at L.O.'s school, she was fine. I began to fill out a few papers sitting on her desk, when I noticed she was quiet. I looked up and her face was blood red and her eyes were welled up with big alligator tears. "Please stay here with me momma," she said. "I don't want to start school today."
On the way back to the car I thought of the first day of kindergarten two years ago, same school. I was pregnant and self conscious. I remembered being at the sink every morning, trying to put my hair up in a ponytail or a bun, but my hair in the back would stick out straight and chunks of hair would loosen and dangle around my ears. Then in September of that year I had Zoe. In October of that year, five days after my birthday and two days before my mother's birthday, I had to say goodbye, and let her go.
So, sad memories yesterday, mush brain this morning.

I think my half and half has gone bad. My coffee was bitter and gross earlier. I suppose I'll just have to stop at a coffee place here in a minute when I gather my energy and push myself out of the front door.