Rage, cleaning and crying

Today, I was drowning.

Suffocating.

This is a typical occurrence in January with this family in this house.

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High points, low points

The high point today was knowing boot camp was on. Today is my third time going to the church basement and exercising with other moms.

The low point was that I woke up at 4:30 am with a headache coming from my neck and shoulder area.

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The reason why

I have been out of sorts this week.

Go ahead, roll your eyes. I know what you’re thinking:

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Heightened state of annoyance

Look. I have been a mom of preschoolers. I have been a mom of fidgety kids. I have been a mom in rink lobbies and dressing rooms for over a decade.

I. Get. It. 😶

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Reaching out anyway – part 3

As some of you know, I went to school with a boy who became a famous, and internationally known musician, singer, guitar player.

Recap:

Since discovering him on social media and following him along, I have reminisced about an art class we both took in grade 11. I wanted to know if he, too, remembers that particular class. In part 1 of this story I wrote about how we met.

Later, I decided to reach out to him to ask him about that class. I wasn’t really expecting a response. I figured he was busy and famous and that he probably employs PR people to run his social media account. But I sent him a DM in Instagram anyway. Part 2 of this story tells you what happened next.

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DIY haircut

Yesterday I gave my tween a haircut.

Actually, first I called the salon in our village-like neighbourhood to see if they could squeeze her in. That was on Saturday.

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Reaching out anyway – part 2

To read part 1 click here.

After I sent that DM in Instagram to a former classmate, I walked away from my phone.

The memory I had of an event in grade 11 art class had triggered something in me to want to reach out to this man, a boy I once knew for many years in school and who is now a famous musician, singer and guitarist.

I was really curious: did he remember that class as vividly as I did?

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Reaching out anyway – part 1

I know someone who is famous.

He is a musician, guitarist, singer…and I went to high school with him.

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