StormJet--that sounds like a lovely day! I wish my mum lived here so the two of us could do things like this. How old are L's cousins? And I'm really sorry about going back to work so soon. Where will L go?
Re: going back to work--I just did some quick mental math and realized that I'm back lecturing at the beginning of January!
And while I've taught the course before, I have to re-gig the lectures, assign and mark essays and exams, and write a few more lectures. Oh, and then dealing with the students' emails (I get around 10 a day), the whining, and the constant need for help on EVERYTHING. I never put my profs through this--why does this generation? Oh, and then they ask me to give them my powerpoint slides because they missed a class (to which I say no). I would NEVER ask a prof for their lectures! Stupid age of the internet. Makes me far more accessible and students too clingy. And makes them feel so entitled!
I like having my own money, too, but for a different reason: I need to invest it for retirement. My husband is the pie-in-the-sky type of guy and is a bit too liberal with money for my taste. Not crazy liberal, but he simply doesn't think about the future. So I actually like using his money; it means I can keep a closer eye on things and buy things for as cheap as I can get them.
I've been taking J and the cat outside a lot lately. Just to our backyard, where they both can roam freely. But we also have this elaborate play structure out there (left by the previous owners), and J loves going down the slide. He also likes crawling up the slide to the top, and I either have to help him with this, or bring him to the top myself so he can go down. And now, after yesterday's session, my back hurts. I think I'm going to buy a baby swing to replace the "big kids" swing; that should be easier on my back.
Oh, and Advil all the way, I've decided. Screw it. Tylenol does nothing. He was up three times last night (MY night, of course) because I only gave him Tylenol. This morning, he wouldn't stop crying until he finally got the Advil.
And now, because J is at Oma's, I'm going to sleep and sleep right now.
ETA:
Borboleta--how old are you now?