Today, the day before Thanksgiving, my son was on vacation, and extremely happy about that. We actually managed to read three books together; he also played with a math app on the iPad, and did some Tynker programming on the computer. The rest of the time he did little or nothing--with a big grin on his face.
He loves his down time, and I don't blame him. He often comes to tell me stories he's just made up about his favorite characters from books, iPad apps or video games...I know there's a whole universe being dreamed up in his head when he's just sitting there, staring into space. So I try to give him plenty of time to do that. (I know that I've also been saying he's spends too much time on the iPad and computer...well, that's true as well; but I've just signed him up for two after-school classes and there will be a third one soon, which should help with that particular problem.)
I managed to clean up two more stories. I realize that I've been whining an awful lot lately about how the stories aren't done, I'm so behind, etc. etc....who cares? I'm getting it done, and it just takes time--a little more time than I thought it would, but that's okay. I've got sixty more stories to plow through. If it takes fifty more days, that's not the end of the world. (Though I hope I can get it done in two weeks.)
Also ran--not at a blistering pace by any means; but the remarkable thing is, suddenly I'm running four or five miles and feeling good the whole time. A huge change from the beginning of the summer. I don't have the well-toned quads of the truly dedicated distance runner...but who cares about that, either.
Also today, indulged in my ultimate guilty pleasures--nachos, a margarita, and chocolate. I've been dreaming about a meal like that since before the triathlon; glad that it finally happened...now that that's done, I'll try to get a little serious about improving my diet.
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