One by one the girls are going out the door for various birthday parties or Saturday visits, only one little one left who is too young to go out to friends' houses. She hasn't quite figured out that one, and I anticipate plenty of tears once she discovers that she's alone. Hopefully the Qubo channel will distract her enough to minimize the angst of nobody to play with-itis.
Moon's in Cancer- meaning the morning was spent with me being full of piss and bile, ready to bite the heads off of the unsuspecting- also meaning that my Cancerian daughter (born on my 25th birthday and NOTHING like me) has shed her share of tears due to various disappointments all morning already. It is amazing how much she is affected by the Cancer moon, I can almost set my clock to her moodswings.
The day started frustrating, money scarce and reminders of the need for more lingering over us like and popping up like a poorly timed whack-a-mole game. I had burned a sigil yesterday and was trying to keep my optimism while scratching around looking for something that would be valuable enough to pawn to get us through the weekend. Almost immediately before the fruitless pawn shop trip a letter came in the mail promising more income monthly for us. Sigil answered quickly and adequately (never more than we absolutely need), impatience noted.
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