Just… quietly pensive I guess. I can’t seem to muster together complete thoughts so I’ve been Tumbling and crocheting and reading and otherwise just laying low. Not sure why, but it seems a little cloud of funk is following me around. I haven’t even been baking. That might change though, we’ll see how fast I finish this little bunny I’m crocheting. Kids came back yesterday from their paternal grandmother’s house. Tonight, they’re sleeping over at my mom’s. Trying to feel cute and optimistic and fun, but it’s not working very well at the moment. Like yesterday, I wanted to play with them as soon I saw them except they were in the pool and I feel asleep on the couch outside. Then they all got mad at me because they had to come home with me instead of spend the night with my mom. And then just as I was rounding them off into bed, I got slammed with a migraine. MutantWino’s girlfriend’s family is having a big Easter party at the park on Sunday and I’m trying to get excited but I can’t. I can’t even get excited about Easter at my own house. I can’t even get excited about the baseball game we’re going to on Saturday. I just can’t get excited. But yes, I’m here and I’m reading all of you, and I’m posting things on Tumblr because it’s the best mind-numbing device I’ve found in a while.