random thoughts of a crazy but caring stage mommy, perenially lost explorer and life-meanderer, and bloodied and super-scarred but triumphant survivor

Sunday, November 8, 2009

November 5, 2009

Today is a beautiful day. The sun did not shine as bright as it has been wont to do in the last few days. Blame it on Pino, the 9th tropical storm to visit this month. Boohoo for my laundry as they will end up stinky again.

But there is a certain tranquil quality in the way the days flow by these days.

Despite the hassles of day to day, the harried sense that overwhelms me is conspicuously absent. I hope this isn’t temporary.

Day in, day out, there are challenges but I seem to be able to handle them more serenely sans the crazy kind of topsy turvy I usually have on those days.

Well, except for the night before the tax exam.

That was crazy. First, Anzo stuck a bead into his ear and then Jam wrecks Macmac yet again! That reduced me to a hysterical mess.

But I am able to control my reactions more now, more with it, so to speak.

I hope to continue this way.

With it, ten units to go.

OLA hell starts tomorrow, so stay with it, Misty. With it all the time.

Well, almost.

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