My Knee Hurts, Blah Blah blah

My knee went from feeling pretty peachy on Tuesday to feeling markedly worse the last few days.  I was convinced that my patella had separated and was floating around in the general area of my knee, wreaking havoc on my otherwise happy joint and causing debilitating pain every time I stood, and so I finally broke down today and went to the doc.  He X rayed me and then very kindly told me to suck it up, it’s gonna hurt for a while, and so fifty dollars later I have a sore knee and feel foolish and grumpy.  And broker.  Have you ever tried to cook when you can’t stand to stand?  It is not easy.  It’s burned pasta for din-dins tonight, me love.  (Patrick would cook, but he’s in the city watching my sister act in a play, so I’m on my own tonight.)  (I love how I just called it "the city," like it’s New York or something.)

 

Jack is teething.  Again.  That would be tooth number 9.  My kid is a tooth growing prodigy.  As a result he likes to suck on things, including: bibs, wet washcloths, my hair.  He is otherwise delightful, as always.

 

I am in a real slump at work.  After this latest round of disappointment, I am really having a hard time rebounding.  I spend way too much of my day writing personal to-do lists, reading blogs, and doodling thoughts about my future, but every time I try to rally my resources and start a new project . . . I just think about how it has no chance of coming to fruition, except possibly in a watered down and pathetically non-effective form, and I can’t get myself to do it.  I feel guilty about this, but what can I do?  Maybe Christmas will be a nice break, and I’ll come back much more productive.  If the boss man doesn’t ruin it, as he is wont to do.

 

In happier news, some presents for Jack have been arriving in the mail.  Patrick and I aren’t buying for each other this year – it’s actually weird, I keep thinking of good ideas for him and then remembering.  This isn’t a tradition we’ll continue, just a necessary evil for Christmas Crunch Time, 2008 – Economic Recession Edition.  However, I probably haven’t saved a penny from this because I just.  can’t.  resist.  the cute wooden toys on etsy.  Or the sweet knitted sailboat hat (sized for a toddler, so it *should* fit my giant’s noggin.)  Or the darling hair barette for my sweet niece.  Or the zillion other things that I absolutely must give my darling son because I am a mean old mommy who works all day and so I have to buy his love with cute long sleeved hand-knitted onesies and wooden dinosaur push toys made in some guy’s garage in Vermont (not in China.)

 

A seven month old wouldn’t even notice if we skipped Christmas altogether, but I don’t seem to be capable of this.  A few more dollars won’t save us from the debt cliff that we’re slowly seesawing over the edge of, but it will make me deliriously happy, and so I’m charging it with a smile.

 

I am still thinking about Law School or Not.  I have come up with a four pronged future.  Like the tines of a fork, my life possibilities are gleaming down at me in 4 roughly parallel yet disparate paths, and I must choose my tine, and choose wisely.  Maybe I’ll discuss later when it’s not Friday and the smoke alarm isn’t going off from my charred pasta.

 

Have a lovely weekend.  Don’t let the holidays stress you out – kick back with a rummy egg nog and watch a holiday movie!  Like I plan to do tonight, after Jack goes to snoozeville!