Random Sunday night notes

OMG, Fiona has HIT PUBERTY! I mean, everything is ANGST and WOE and OMG NOBODY UNDERSTANDS HER!!! Especially me. She doesn't understand herself, either, so at least I'm in good company. She is crying in the bedroom now, and she doesn't have the slightest idea why. Neither do I.

This afternoon, the girls and I went over to elisem's house and went upstairs to her magical attic where elisem makes art. Lois McMaster Bujold is right; it is rather like the attic in Vorkosigan House. She added the additional charms I had collected for my charm necklace (all the leaf beads are on now, Kij) and set up the girls' charm necklaces, too. And then we had tea and gingerbread. A charming way to spend an afternoon.

My house is a mess, and I have been lethargic about doing anything about it. I have been saying for, what, a month, to the girls "Clean up your room," and I try to help, but the task seems so enormous that everyone is ignoring me. I did not update the chore board. I did not plan the week's menus.

I did wash the shower curtain. And then scrubbed it by hand. Hurray for a clean shower curtain.

The girls passed their belt tests yesterday morning, did I say that? They are now red-stripe belts. They will go to one more lesson on Tuesday, and then we will be taking a break for the month of December. Fiona (and possibly I) will resume karate in January, and Delia will begin ballet.

My office is a mess, too. Where did all these papers on my floor come from?

Fiona is still crying.