Christ is risen every day

The Orthodox Church still uses the old calendar that everyone used before 1582, as well as the old calendar's way of calculating things, so Easter for us is this coming Sunday.  Some years it's the same day as "new" calendar Easter and some years there are weeks in between.  Unlike old calendar Christmas, which is always on January 7 (but to make it more confusing, some Orthodox Churches have adopted the "new" calendar's Christmas, but not the Easter!)

So I haven't had Easter yet.  I'm looking forward to it.  The light of the Unconquered Son and bright colors and chocolate and sugar and soft happy stuffed animals are exactly what I need after my stressful week.  Some of it hasn't been bad; some of it was actually very good  -- like, Kurt was back to normal with me (probably because I was ovulating) -- but it's still stressful to have such intense emotions.  I like him so so so much... don't get me wrong... but when he leaves before me (which is about half the time) I feel the same way Abey-baby feels when he's allowed to take his pants and socks off and run around in just his shirt and diaper.  He's all smiling and giggling and running around.  It's like more weight's been lifted from him than just those few ounces of clothing.  (By the way, I have two more weeks to call him Abey-baby.  When he's two I can't call him "baby" anymore!)

Anyway.  A lot of it was bad.  I had a migraine and the accompanying digestive upset for four days (probably because I was ovulating.)  One day I had to go home early and miss half a day's pay.  And I can't afford to miss half a day's pay!!  (Who can?)  But Kurt was so tender and concerned the next day.  [Yes, I'm actually thinking that might be worth the discomfort and the half a day's pay.  I am so far gone.  It's pathetic. ;)  ]

AND the lawyers are after me, and Baka, and Ted, again.  That is terrible horrible no-good VERY bad.