This is her in Grade 9, Baby ... Yeah

and this is her sister - feeling ancient.

Don't mind me. I'm just sitting here, feeling my age and trying to get past the fact that today, my sister has started Grade 9.

She is a smarty pants - smart enoungh to have gone through the Grade 8 work already ... so now, she's 13 and moving onto high school via home school.

It's unreal. So, so, so unreal.

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I don't know what's wrong with me today ... I'm feeling so out of it, so depressed and just like I don't really want to be here at all.

Instead, I just feel like I want to stay in bed and sleep through the rest of this week, that burrowing under the covers and ignoring everything would somehow be better than having to face it all head-on.

The weekend went pretty well - visited with friends from in town and out of town, got to walk dogs on Sunday, talked to my family last night ... sort of the usual routine.

Unfortunately, things were up-ended by the Department of Forestry jackasses coming around on Saturday morning at 6:30 a.m. to wake everyone up to the sound of band saws and lumber being cut to go around the trees, prior to pouring new concrete sidewalks. (Can't be pouring concrete on the tree roots, you know!) I'd gotten all of about 5 hours' sleep thanks to that ... so I was feeling headache-y the next day. Damn sleep deprivation.

( Girlie Matters - may be TMI for some )