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Paddling Along
Feb. 15th, 2011 08:49 pmI sit down and think about what to write, but nothing comes to mind. The past few weeks there haven't even been any "fun" things to share, really. I get up, I do homework, I go to work, I come home, I make dinner, i do homework, I talk to The Man, I get the kids in bed.
Time right now is stretched as tight as the vacuum seal on a jar of pickle relish, and there are no signs of it letting up. I am registering for my summer classes, and only just now realizing that two of the three are 8-week classes. Can we say, "super-condensed"? Eeek.
On the other hand, the boys are pretty much hilarious all of the time, the kids at school are nutty, I have wonderful friends, and I know that I am incredibly blessed. So the ratio of time spent griping to time spent happy has shifted for the better.
Still, I'm ready for some certainty--this is a constant theme! People ask, "When are you moving?" and I say, "I don't know. Sometime this summer." In some ways, I can't even think about that. It's too huge. So I think about the next steps: tomorrow. This weekend. Next week. This class, and then the next class, and then Mother's Day, and then graduating and cake.
Time right now is stretched as tight as the vacuum seal on a jar of pickle relish, and there are no signs of it letting up. I am registering for my summer classes, and only just now realizing that two of the three are 8-week classes. Can we say, "super-condensed"? Eeek.
On the other hand, the boys are pretty much hilarious all of the time, the kids at school are nutty, I have wonderful friends, and I know that I am incredibly blessed. So the ratio of time spent griping to time spent happy has shifted for the better.
Still, I'm ready for some certainty--this is a constant theme! People ask, "When are you moving?" and I say, "I don't know. Sometime this summer." In some ways, I can't even think about that. It's too huge. So I think about the next steps: tomorrow. This weekend. Next week. This class, and then the next class, and then Mother's Day, and then graduating and cake.
