So, as of this past afternoon, I’ve got some really big news. I want to talk about it here, but I figure that I should wait a little bit until I have some photo evidence. For this news, I’m sort of trading one stress factor for another, however this one new factor is probably better for me and my family in the long run. Intrigued? Yeah, you’ll know what it’s about soon.

For me, today really seems to be about transitions. First of all, my aunts have left for New York. After a couple of days of having a full house, we’re back to the peace of just the three of us here. It’s kind of lonely, but really that’s where my sense of normality lies. I enjoy having family over because there’s really a sense of warmth that comes from it. At the same time, I need to go back to my usual peaceful state. For one thing, I have my room back. While they were here I chose to sleep in the basement so that one of my aunts could have a comfortable place to sleep while staying here. I didn’t mind at all because the inflatable bed isn’t all that bad. In fact, sleeping on it (favourably) reminds me of my last term in Waterloo. Still, obviously, it’s no substitute for sleeping in my own bed.

As for eating, I can forgive myself for over-indulging–it’s the time of year to do so, after all. Today, I felt myself readjusting and going back to a more normal eating pattern. Good thing! The past few days has been an experience that I know I shouldn’t continue. It’s like my body was sending me signals that I was full, but it was always being overridden by having little nibbles here and there. I was always kind of in a stupor where I was prone to bouts of lethargic sleeping fits. And God, I haven’t been that flatulent in ages. No kidding. All is well though: no damage has been done that cannot be undone.

In any case, that’s all I’ve got for today. It kind of feels like Sunday for whatever reason. I guess it’s because I almost feel like tomorrow I’m going to be getting down to normal business again. I don’t think it’s that I’m actually missing work (as much as that might seem likely). Things are just heading back on track.