Man, I'll tell you. My whole world is literally crashing down around me... everything is messed up, simply everything. Isn't it amazing how one day you are just humming along and the next it's like the sea has spread and some gigantic hole is sucking you down. Or maybe I'm just whacked out of my brain.

Tomorrow is The Daughter's last day of preschool. HOORAY!!!!

This afternoon I went outside to play with the kids. The single largest benefit of working in an office... the fact that when you leave the office, the office is in the office. I feel compelled when I'm at home to work all the time. Now sometimes this is good because I balance it with a lot of time off for things when would otherwise be unacceptable. Other times I find myself taking my shower at 9pm (like tonight) and realizing I barely did anything else but work. I knew I needed to take some time because I was getting frustrated like last week with dealing with undocumented beta code. So I go outside and The Daughter is trying to get me to force her to go to her gymnastics recital tomorrow... I don't know why this is, I've told her a bunch of times "I want you to want to go..." but for some reason she needs me to tell her "Yes, I want you to go." She starts doing routine stuff and we end up doing all this really fun stuff.

I did my first cartwheel since I was 8!! After the first three, I was landing on one hand and bouncing right up into my salute. I even did a round off (but it took me 3 times to understand that the roundoff is not when you bring both feet down together, you must get your legs together and straight while vertical in the air otherwise it doesn't count -- The Daughter was all over me). The Daughter was being "my coach" and walking me through all these things I had to do -- a dropback, a handstand, a cartwheel, a tuck jump, the splits, middle and side... a pancake (Uptavista Konasana)... man I was sweating... it was totally fun... I'm proud that I can be a mom who does that kinda stuff with my kid...

Later I realized how valuable that could be for me... if I feel comfortable doing cartwheels, I can grasp that fear of falling over. Maybe I'd even be able to do donkey kicks (which I can't do).. Anyway, it was super fun.

Lyric's Challenge (B you are not allowed to play because it wouldn't be fair):
cuz i am a poem heeding hyper-distillation
i've got no room for a lie so verbose
i'm looking out over my whole human family
and i'm raising my glass in a toast