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right.. so where to start today..

i spent a lot of time on the phone today.. my first phone call being at some point just before ten in the morning... waking me up out of a sound sleep. and luckily for all parties involved, the caller was j.. who happens to be the only person that can wake me up without me snapping his head off. it's just amazing how my irritated grimace can turn into a soppy grin when i hear his voice.

but phone calls, yes... my sister - we talked about the home schooling curriculums that she's bought for two of three kids thusfar... and about getting my help in organizing things with her to launch their next school year off without a hitch. she's asked me to help in the teaching part... which i will gladly do when i can be there to do so. and we got to talking about all the possible field trips there could be to take the kids on.

phone call from my mom - we talked about field trip ideas and childsupport.. and finally something near and dear to her heart to go on about... me. she wants to see me taking college courses, even if it's just one course at a time. i'm open to the idea now.. i really do need to further my education.. and while i'm not sure what i would go for a bachelors degree in, even an associates degree would be a step up from where i am now. mom wants me to think strongly about going in to teaching.. which is where the conversations on field trips headed. in light of my son's disabilities, she thinks i would make an excellent teacher for challenged children. i think she's probably right about that... though i'm not certain teaching is the way i want to go with something like that. still.. it's an option, and something to set starting goals to.

phone call from my babysitter - we talked about the court hearing yesterday in the custody hearing of her youngest son by her no-good, not-fit-to-raise-a-child (soon to be ex) husband... and the description of her ex is not mine... it's actually from his father.. which says a lot. we also got cleared up on when the twins would be coming back to her for watching. all good, i'd say.

then there was the call -to- the twins. i called them just to hear their voices... the little diva can go on and on and on about nothing in particular, just chattering happily away, whereas the turtleboy usually has very little to say on the phone at all. it was still lovely to talk to them, though.. and i talked to my ex afterward to get a few things straightened up with him.. like where and when to meet me for the changing-of-the-twins, and that he's supposed to remember to bring a universal remote for my tv.. and the new hamster cage for happy.. with new food, to boot. all in all, a good conversation.

now... i've managed to push eating again.. been slipping on that a lot lately, while assuring people i haven't been starving myself.... which is exactly what i had been doing. eating just gets to be so much of an effort, and i don't guess i'll ever get completely over my issues with it. but for now, since all i was doing was nibbling on stuff here and there, not really eating anything, i'm pushing myself to eating something four or five times a day... not anything huge, mind.. because my tummy just doesn't seem capable of dealing with a full, heavy meal at this point... and since what i'd been nibbling on was crap food (like chocolate and dessert sweets, and snack foods), i've been forcing the four or five grazing periods to be with fresh produce (mostly fruit), cottage cheese, and half a bagel. (no, i really can't eat a whole one. i end up with a tummy ache.) healthy stuff, right? And i'm eating. The biggest problem i'm having with it is getting enough protein in... i'm really not wanting to eat any meats, but i know i need the protein.. so for now, until i can squeeze meats back into my diet in any volume, i'm drinking a nutritional drink that has thirty percent of the recommended daily intake of protiens included in it's nummy vanilla flavor. not the best i could be doing.. but better than cutting meat completely out of my diet. i'll get back to something approaching regular again.. it goes in phases, it seems.. or something like that. With effort and perseverance, i'll get back to something more normal.

in the mean time, maybe i'll lose some weight