DOARS- Week 5 Day 5- Get It Together!

Welcome back! Probably no posting spree today, so don't worry.... too much. :) In other news I'm seriously thinking of putting woohooer back into my game and seeing if they have any risky babies... wouldn't that be cute? *sigh* Okay, I know I'm not going to do it. Two kids this generation, no más. :(
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Dear Diary,

Cycl0n3 and I got up before the kids this morning, which is always a nice way to wake up. Actually, I'm surprised I've never mentioned this before, but Cycl0n3 and I have been getting up around 4 am for a while now. It's really wonderful because we're up before those annoying chirpy birds are! I know, I know, you haven't heard me mention them in a while, well this is why, because now they never wake me up anymore. Fantastic, right? C'mon, I know you hate them, too. Don't lie.

And what better to do with our non-chirpy morning than eat breakfast together? They were grape pancakes again, and while I'm still on the fence about whether or not grapes actually belong in pancakes, I am leaning towards yes on that one. I mean, they taste great! But can anything taste bad when I'm with Cycl0n3? I'm not sure, and thus I can't officially give my stamp of approval to this pancakes.

Of course, our little early riser usually woke up around 6, so I got her out of bed and gave her some "breakfast". I must say she never does seem to be crazy about her milk- but I'm thinking that might be because it's a questionable color. I mean, would you drink milk that color? I think we can all agree that you wouldn't. 

Next up with my little man, Hector. This morning he had decided that what he really wanted to do was take over the world with mind-blowingly awesome music. I just nodded politely, I mean I don't want to discourage the kid- but really? Take over the world with music? Is that even possible? Well, whatever, I think I'll let Hector set his sites on whatever he wants to set his sites on, and as long as it's not a life of crime, I'm happy.

While I was doing my gnome laundry today, I felt... peculiar. I can't really explain it, I've never felt like that before. I mean, I just don't know how to say it. It felt right, I felt connected to a higher power, well, gnome power, who I admit aren't that much higher than sims. well, are they higher at all? I mean, we don't live to please the gnomes, I do their laundry, but they serve me more than I serve them. And yet, doing laundry this morning I definitely felt something pull at me. Was there something the gnomes were trying to tell me?

I thought about mentioning it to Cycl0n3, but he was busy with his garden. I must say that I'm not sure how I feel about him planting pumpkins. Any other time of year it'd be fine, but in the fall? Yeah, I may have to put out a public disclaimer that we are not involved in, affiliated with, or interested in anything to do with Spooky Day. I hope the gnomes don't think anything is up with our growing pumpkins this time of year.

Well, honestly I wanted to talk to Cycl0n3 about what I felt this morning, but I just couldn't think of how I would say it or what I even wanted to say, so I thought I'd check out what the bookstore had to say about the subject. None of the employees were very helpful, but they somehow managed to talk me into partnering with their business. It was odd, as well, the manager seemed to think that it was a necessity and the whole sim world would collapse if I didn't partner with them right away! Now he didn't say all that, but I can read between the lines. I'm not sure what was going on with them- maybe financial trouble?

While I was being convinced to spend all of our money, Cycl0n3 took care of Raquel and eventually put her down for a nap. It's hard to believe that she only has a day or two before she won't be such a little girl anymore. I'm actually getting kind of excited. We won't have any toddlers in the house anymore, everyone will go to school during the day, it'll be really nice. Cycl0n3 and I should be able to spend a lot more time together, which will be really nice.

The restaurant called me again about their new menu. Y'know, I think we've become their spokes family. Seriously, can't they ask someone else to advertise for them? I mean the extra money is nice, don't get me wrong, but it's a bit time consuming. Well, Cycl0n3 is determined to partner with the grocery store, so I guess this sacrifice of time will further his goal.

When I came home Cycl0n3 was gardening again, which I suppose must mean that he has some plan for his garden. I've noticed that it had more holes and less plants than ever, so maybe he's revamping it? I could ask him, but I kind of want to wait and see what he does. It'll be interesting, right? Well, I think so. I wonder what sorts of things he's planning to do with it.

It does also mean, however, that I didn't have the chance to talk to him about the laundry thing. Which is fine, I suppose. Maybe I should figure it out on my own.

Instead of working on that, though, I decided to help Hector with his homework. It was good to spend time with him. I think that the more time Cycl0n3 and I spend with him, the less likely he'll be to turn out badly. I mean, surely even the worst inclinations can be overcome, right?

Meanwhile, innocent little Raquel showed Buddy how to draw snow. Isn't she talented?

Hector loves that telescope of his and I love that he loves his telescope. I mean, it keeps him out of trouble, right? Perfect! It's just what he needs.

Meanwhile, Cycl0n3 and I are working out together, just like the good ole days. I know I don't *have* to work out anymore, but I want to, especially if it's with Cycl0n3. It really is amazing how fit he got after we married. I know I've said this before, but I still can't believe it!

After working out I had the urge to brush my teeth several times, and I didn't feel like not doing it just to show that I don't have a problem. I mean, why waste my time and comfort to prove something obviously untrue? I don't have a problem, the only people with problems are the ones that think I have one. So there.

Perfectly normal,

Lynn Sw0rd