Only the briefest of missives today, I’m afraid. I’ve been migraining all day. Fortunately for me, that doesn’t include much of a headache — just an excessively foggy brain — I can do NOTHING without having to retrace my steps and do it a second time because I inevitably forgot what I intended to do the first time — plus lethargy and jaw/face pain. Weird. Uncomfortable. But tolerable.
Migraines are a monthly event for me, so I have some experience to fall back on. And I’m one of the lucky few without light or noise sensitivity. I drink lots of fluids, take ibuprofen and acetaminophen, drink caffeine, and try to rest. If we weren’t in the middle of a global pandemic, I’d push this one a little farther. Try to knock out a few more tasks. Mamas everywhere do it all the time. Discomfort doesn’t keep us down. The world would stop if we did. But since the world is already stopped — and I really, desperately don’t want this one to get away from me and end up the ER right now — I’m going to give it a rest. Literally.
Dinner tonight is Easy Peasy 5-Ingredient Fried Rice, made earlier so I don’t have to cook. I made the rice in my Instant Pot, which is honest to goodness one of the devices that’s saving me right now; it makes All the Food infinitely faster and easier. AND since it cooks all the rices at once with the same water ratio (1:1), I get to put brown and white rice together and sneak a few extra whole grains into my children. #ParentingWin
Other than letting a swath of juvenile Kobolds — high on magic mushrooms — escape from a cave where I’d promised the City Guard I’d kill them but reneged because I’m a softie, I can’t think of a single other productive thing I did today. Or non-productive thing.
I’m bad at Dungeons and Dragons, and the City Guard isn’t going to pay me.
Going to bed.
Good night, Diary.
P.S. If the migraine allows, I’m going to catch up on one of my favorite hot werewolf series, Mercy Thompson by Patricia Briggs, so I can read the latest book, just released. Light escapist reading sounds about perfect right now.
P.P.S. My resident Pokemon lover is on a Pokemon Focused Conference Call with her cousins right now, and for the life of me I CANNOT figure out why we haven’t been doing this all along.
I’m willing to bet every single chocolate chip in this house that these children are paying better, more focused attention on this call than any adult in any business conference call ever.
They are riveted. 😂 ❤️