I love her drawings so much. I need to post more of them. They're funny and wonderful, like all children's art, and such a delightful peek into her funky little brain. She is incredibly sweet, you know. Whiney and fussy and hysterical, yes, but truly deep down inside she is a huge warm welcoming peony blossom of a soul.
Her bee has three main parts and six legs. I like that she knows to do that.
I've been struggling lately, mostly with being tired and irritable, and it's mostly due to not getting enough sleep. But I'm overtired because I'm overtaxed...just stretched kind of thin at the moment. I feel like w'ere never home. A bunch of stuff I really, really wanted to do fell by the wayside (hello, making pickles?) and that bums me out. We've just been too busy outside of the house. We're moving soon, with a birthday coming up and home learning to get back to, so that's not going to stop. I just need to adjust, to control what I can and take better care of what I can take care of.
Tonight I had this moment of a sort of positive nihilism. I felt like we'd been rushing around all summer long, locked into commitments of all kinds and driving, driving, driving all the time, that we'd had no stretch of downtime at all in weeks and weeks, and that I'd been thinking about a bunch of crap, just things I have no control over, like people being judgemental or combative or unkind, and I was so, so tired that suddenly it felt totally pointless to worry about it. Suddenly the only thing that seemed important was getting to bed early. I like that. I like that I'm in a place, in my brain, where the "breaking point" of being overtired and not getting enough rest is realizing that I can stop worrying about what other people think and say and what's going to happen in the coming weeks and just get some sleep.
Sleep is the best. plan. ever.
Oh man, that bee. She's been reading Clan Apis. It's a wonderful book. We're thinking about keeping honeybees. That would be so nice.