I feel like I should write an entry, but I just don’t have anything to write about right now. Now that the holidays are past and Lydia is back in school and Olof is back to work, sameness dominates my life once again. I’m not bothered by sameness, but it doesn’t make for exciting journal entires, to be sure.

Actually, at the moment I’m procrastinating a bit, as I’m supposed to be working on the user’s manual for Olof’s sales software, and I’m feeling less than motivated about it. He doesn’t take seriously my protests that I’m not a technical writer and he seems convinced that I can do a bang-up job at writing this manual for him. I agreed to do it because I know it will help him, but I’m a little anxious about not doing it well.

In other news, Lydia returned to school and, much to her surprise (and my relief), nobody commented on or laughed about her newly short bangs. Truth be told, her hair doesn’t look that bad, and she seems to have gotten over her upset about it. She’s vowed (again) never to take scissors to her own hair in the future, and I’m hoping (again) that that promise holds.