Good day after a rough weekend. I accomplished more today than I expected...laundry, cleaning, reframed an Assisi print, wrote a couple letters, burned some CDs, watched some of the suprisingly boring Inception and made cupcakes for the first day of the semester. I also worked out. I sound busier on paper.

At the moment, by the way, M is helping T with math homework. S is...somewhere, probably working on his homework, he rarely needs help, and N is reading one of the Bone graphic novels. I'm finishing the frosting in a couple minutes, doing some crunches, and hitting the showers before crashing early with a book. Last night nightmares kept me from sleeping much. I woke maybe four or five times and finally rose at four. Tonight I'm doing some high quality sleeping medication and sleeping hard, I hope.

Ok, back to the weekend. A neighbor invited us to watch the Pack game Saturday night, but he didn't invite us until the last minute. I don't handle last minute plans well, and ninety percent of the time I'd rather watch football at home, anyway, so I can channel surf when I get bored. M wanted to get out of the house. She needs that more than me. So she was mad that I didn't want to go, I was mad because I didn't feel like she understood that last minute social activity throws me, esp. when I'm flatlining. I focused on the “what do both of us need?” question. She took the boys to the neighbors' and I drove to the office and finished prepping for the semester's start. Everyone wins, eventually, I guess, although I should start actually, you know, interacting socially in safe environments.

I also saw Black Swan this weekend. Natalie Portman was amazing, although, uh, when you're struggling to stay anchored after fighting with your wife you might want to see, I don't know, True Grit or something. I'm also reading more the last couple days, True Deceiver and Rework.

Today's snow is beautiful but I'm sick of shitty roads. This afternoon I had to gun the Subaru up the hill behind the police station and nearly fishtailed onto the sidewalk. Yay. Ok, that's it for now. I'm exhausted. Maybe I'll finish the frosting, drop T off at hoops, and crash. Winter is magic on evenings like tonight, even if the roads are shitty. Good night.