Pink Floyd, The Division Bell 1994
Last week, I received some bad news - someone told me she would no longer be needing my friendship services. And unlike last year, when I had a few friendships hop aboard an outbound train, this is a friend I will actually miss. So, I drowned my sorrows at the Estee Lauder counter at Nordstrom's and then for good measure, went to Sephora. Gentle Reader, you can keep your pints of ice cream. Nothing soothes my soul like costly tubes of mascara and pricey bottles of Philosophy's Amazing Grace bodywash.
In other bad news, I have had my first experience with a hate site - fortunately, a site with little traffic. I have been referring to this venom as the site about White Girls and the Brown Boys Who Love Them. Apparently, I am a "gori whore who likes to play dress-up." Obviously, I have to cry foul on that notion. It is simply ludicrous and I am not talking the black rapper kind.
I despise playing dress-up and everyone knows it.
And since bad news comes in triplicate, Manoj is between clients and will be working from home for the next month or so.
Cue the theme from Psycho set to the beat of the theme from Jaws with the Twilight Zone theme twinkling merrily in the background.
Long-time friends (the few who are left) and readers (all 3 of you) probably remember that this has been a "challenge" for us in the past. At first, I was quite concerned. However, I think it is going to work out, in the long run. With my also "working from home" now, this means I can actually sneak out of the house and work from Starbucks since I am FAR more productive as a WASM than a WAHM.
Admittedly, we did get off to a rocky start yesterday. I went to Starbucks to work in the morning with the understanding that Manoj would drop Anjali off to school. Unfortunately, Anjali is in her Truancy Phase and hates going to school (although, she seems to love it once she gets there. Someone explain this? Please?) and as we have established, Cobra Daddy doesn't make our kids do shit.
In short, Anjali did not go to school yesterday.
After a disastrous first day, we are tweaking the schedule a bit whereby I do ALL drop-offs from now on. Hey, I may be a Prairie Dog Mom, but at least I ensure they make it to school!