Hey, you.
Hope you had a good week...it was nice to see you writing.
It's a little on the late side for me, but I thought I'd drop you a couple of lines tonight anyway as I'm off to Boston in the morning. My cousin D is there to celebrate her birthday with her ex-sister and law and her partner; W and I are going to splurge and stay close to them near Faneuil Hall. I'm really looking forward to it. It's colder than it should be for late March, but at least it's supposed to be sunny, and at least I'll be in a happy place. Just got word we're all getting treated to Sunday brunch at the top of the hub. Sweet.
I have more news about my crazy sister to share when we eventually talk and--even before I heard the latest chapter--in general have been pretty emotional/volatile/ lately...so I'm happy to try to leave it all behind and enjoy myself in my home away from home.
Have a good weekend.
Love,
Barb
Friday, March 25, 2011
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Calming Down
Hey, Amanda.
Well at least you know you don’t have to apologize, even though you continue to...
I’m sorry that St. Patty’s day didn’t turn out like you planned. I’d have been disappointed if I were you, too. But I'm glad you spent the day as you did, and I hope the rest of the weekend went well.
I tried to step outside my Box this weekend and had fun. Saturday I took myself shopping and then out for a late lunch. No gym, no laundry, no visit to my parents'. Sunday was more typical for me—gym, grocery store, breakfast—and I was just fine with it. Sometimes I just need a little variety I guess.
This weekend I go to Boston. W and I are going to meet up with my cousin D and a couple of her friends who will be there for the weekend. That should be fun. It’ll be nice to see D outside of a hospital, honestly, just having fun. No IVs, no machines. Faneuil Hall and cocktails.
Thought I might strangle a kid earlier today (he spikes my blood pressure in a scary way)(smart ass little weasily disresectful sh*t that he is), but I think I’ve calmed down enough to enjoy my night. I’ll be around if you want to catch up. If not, hope your week is going well.
Love,
Barb
Well at least you know you don’t have to apologize, even though you continue to...
I’m sorry that St. Patty’s day didn’t turn out like you planned. I’d have been disappointed if I were you, too. But I'm glad you spent the day as you did, and I hope the rest of the weekend went well.
I tried to step outside my Box this weekend and had fun. Saturday I took myself shopping and then out for a late lunch. No gym, no laundry, no visit to my parents'. Sunday was more typical for me—gym, grocery store, breakfast—and I was just fine with it. Sometimes I just need a little variety I guess.
This weekend I go to Boston. W and I are going to meet up with my cousin D and a couple of her friends who will be there for the weekend. That should be fun. It’ll be nice to see D outside of a hospital, honestly, just having fun. No IVs, no machines. Faneuil Hall and cocktails.
Thought I might strangle a kid earlier today (he spikes my blood pressure in a scary way)(smart ass little weasily disresectful sh*t that he is), but I think I’ve calmed down enough to enjoy my night. I’ll be around if you want to catch up. If not, hope your week is going well.
Love,
Barb
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Sorry
Argh. I'm so depressing!
It's Sunday and it's half nice outside. C is here until tomorrow and J and I are at least on civil speaking terms. I call it Polite Mode. It means we're both trying to be nice to each other. That's worth something.
I think we'll go down to the furniture store and try to find a bookshelf for the new home entertainment system that's getting installed on the 2nd. It's always fun to wander around in there and mentally redecorate my entire house....plus I've been coveting this kitchen table (a gathering table) that maybe I'll just buy today. Tonight, dinner at a little Italian place we all love and maybe some family game time. Sounds pretty normal, huh? I wish I could stabilize.
Anyway, just wanted to apologize for being such a downer yesterday. I know I don't need to apologize, but I do realize it gets old when all I do is complain.
I hope you've had a good weekend so far and that you're enjoying your Sunday. Sorry we didn't get to catch up this week, maybe next week?
Love you,
A
It's Sunday and it's half nice outside. C is here until tomorrow and J and I are at least on civil speaking terms. I call it Polite Mode. It means we're both trying to be nice to each other. That's worth something.
I think we'll go down to the furniture store and try to find a bookshelf for the new home entertainment system that's getting installed on the 2nd. It's always fun to wander around in there and mentally redecorate my entire house....plus I've been coveting this kitchen table (a gathering table) that maybe I'll just buy today. Tonight, dinner at a little Italian place we all love and maybe some family game time. Sounds pretty normal, huh? I wish I could stabilize.
Anyway, just wanted to apologize for being such a downer yesterday. I know I don't need to apologize, but I do realize it gets old when all I do is complain.
I hope you've had a good weekend so far and that you're enjoying your Sunday. Sorry we didn't get to catch up this week, maybe next week?
Love you,
A
Friday, March 18, 2011
Not So Much
Hey,
I didn't go last night after all. When I told J that I had taken Friday off so I could go with them on Thursday night, his response was less than enthusiastic, even borderline annoyed. "Oh, so you're going now?" Then there was some off-hand blah-blah-blah about how he and C were going to be working, selling t-shirts, etc, but of course I was welcome to come.
Um, yeah. No.
He dissed TA too; after TA told him he wanted to go, J never bothered to call him to let him know they were leaving.
He is so freakin' wrapped up in his own little self-important world.
So no bacon and eggs necessary this morning. I still had the day off, though, so I spent it in Me Mode: went shopping and bought a new pair of jeans and a sweater, got my nails done, ran errands and took myself out to lunch. Generally enjoyed my own company instead of enjoying my husband's.
Tonight I'll watch a movie with the family, then hit the hay. My last photography class is tomorrow, then dinner with the gang. The more people, the better the buffer.
Guess things aren't going that well with J and me after all.
More later,
Love you,
A
I didn't go last night after all. When I told J that I had taken Friday off so I could go with them on Thursday night, his response was less than enthusiastic, even borderline annoyed. "Oh, so you're going now?" Then there was some off-hand blah-blah-blah about how he and C were going to be working, selling t-shirts, etc, but of course I was welcome to come.
Um, yeah. No.
He dissed TA too; after TA told him he wanted to go, J never bothered to call him to let him know they were leaving.
He is so freakin' wrapped up in his own little self-important world.
So no bacon and eggs necessary this morning. I still had the day off, though, so I spent it in Me Mode: went shopping and bought a new pair of jeans and a sweater, got my nails done, ran errands and took myself out to lunch. Generally enjoyed my own company instead of enjoying my husband's.
Tonight I'll watch a movie with the family, then hit the hay. My last photography class is tomorrow, then dinner with the gang. The more people, the better the buffer.
Guess things aren't going that well with J and me after all.
More later,
Love you,
A
Try Bacon and Eggs
Hey, Amanda.
What was I thinking logging on this morning to see if you had written? Clearly, I had forgotten about the Irish pub crawl and the projected hangover and the day off to nurse it. I hope you thought to make bacon and eggs and homefries and toast this morning, with a big glass of chocolate milk--unless of course you keep YooHoo on hand.
I hope you had a great time! I'll be around this weekend if you want to chat.
Happy Weekend.
Love,
Barb
What was I thinking logging on this morning to see if you had written? Clearly, I had forgotten about the Irish pub crawl and the projected hangover and the day off to nurse it. I hope you thought to make bacon and eggs and homefries and toast this morning, with a big glass of chocolate milk--unless of course you keep YooHoo on hand.
I hope you had a great time! I'll be around this weekend if you want to chat.
Happy Weekend.
Love,
Barb
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Bouncing Back
Hey there.
As I mentioned in my email, I spent most of Monday crying. D just sounded so out of it and in pain and I had no idea--none of us did--what was going on, if the cancer had progressed further still or if another medical complication had arisen. Honestly, it was enough to upset me just to hear her voice and know she was in excruciating pain and not really in this world.
And then yesterday, there at the hospital, all that angst went away for the day. It was just so good to see her and it was so clear that she was feeling better and that they had been able to get the pain under control. So once L, my cousin C, and I had assembled with D in her room it was more like being in Vermont, or my house, or somewhere else. It was an instant cousin party. (Just add salty and sweet snacks, which we did.) We laughed so much. In between propping her pillows and getting ice for her water and checking on her meds we laughed. We had fun. We ate chocolate and Fritos and looked through magazines and enjoyed one another's company.When I left at 6:30, I knew so certainly that D had a good day--in more ways than one. I was a little pleased with myself for orchestrating the whole day (bringing C with me; telling L she must join us), but more than anything I was just so happy that she had a good day. Despite the IVs and all the hospital crap that was going on around her, she had a really good day.
And that has helped me to have a good day today. That and figuring out that in a couple of weeks I'll be able to say my pool opens in two months, and realizing that the fourth and final quarter of school begins on April 4. I can do this. This very long winter is almost over, and I can make it. When I'm done with my after school cocktail, I am heading to the kitchen to cook tonight. Chicken, mushrooms and asparagus are on the menu, probably in a pasta dish. Maybe with a little pancetta. I'm going to set my place with a new placemat and open a nice bottle of wine, and after dinner I'm going to write again....and it might still be light out.
Life is good. Mostly anyway. And those are the parts I'm focusing on today.
Thanks for checking in. Hope your book club was good and that everyone enjoyed the taco bar.
Love you,
Barb
As I mentioned in my email, I spent most of Monday crying. D just sounded so out of it and in pain and I had no idea--none of us did--what was going on, if the cancer had progressed further still or if another medical complication had arisen. Honestly, it was enough to upset me just to hear her voice and know she was in excruciating pain and not really in this world.
And then yesterday, there at the hospital, all that angst went away for the day. It was just so good to see her and it was so clear that she was feeling better and that they had been able to get the pain under control. So once L, my cousin C, and I had assembled with D in her room it was more like being in Vermont, or my house, or somewhere else. It was an instant cousin party. (Just add salty and sweet snacks, which we did.) We laughed so much. In between propping her pillows and getting ice for her water and checking on her meds we laughed. We had fun. We ate chocolate and Fritos and looked through magazines and enjoyed one another's company.When I left at 6:30, I knew so certainly that D had a good day--in more ways than one. I was a little pleased with myself for orchestrating the whole day (bringing C with me; telling L she must join us), but more than anything I was just so happy that she had a good day. Despite the IVs and all the hospital crap that was going on around her, she had a really good day.
And that has helped me to have a good day today. That and figuring out that in a couple of weeks I'll be able to say my pool opens in two months, and realizing that the fourth and final quarter of school begins on April 4. I can do this. This very long winter is almost over, and I can make it. When I'm done with my after school cocktail, I am heading to the kitchen to cook tonight. Chicken, mushrooms and asparagus are on the menu, probably in a pasta dish. Maybe with a little pancetta. I'm going to set my place with a new placemat and open a nice bottle of wine, and after dinner I'm going to write again....and it might still be light out.
Life is good. Mostly anyway. And those are the parts I'm focusing on today.
Thanks for checking in. Hope your book club was good and that everyone enjoyed the taco bar.
Love you,
Barb
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Rainy Tuesday
Hey there...
I'm sitting here avoiding the last minute cleaning I should do before having book club here tonight, hoping that the hour and a half I have left myself will be enough to do all the prep work for tacos, and dusting and vacuuming. If not, who will notice the corner bunnies if there is good wine, right?
The weather is horrible this afternoon...raining hard and sideways...things in the house are rattling. It's probably not even all that cold, relative to the season, but it sure is chilly in here. I've cranked the fireplace up and lit a few candles; maybe if I pretend I'm in a medieval castle I'll ward off the gloom and have fun with it.
Book club tonight: yet another book I didn't want to read, so I didn't. I didn't even try. The thing is, I really like the time together with my girlfriends, so every time I try to drop out, I think how much I'll miss my once-a-month dinner. No one really cares anyway, who reads and who doesn't. It's such a unique group - and so different from my daily, close friends. So I guess I'll stop stressing about the reading part.
J got home late last night and it's so good to have him back. Things have been going so well lately (between us), ever since we broke through that barrier about talking about the kids and working together on issues with them. He has a late meeting tonight, which kind of sucks, but at least I don't feel so alone around here. Mom vs. The Teenagers is sometimes more than I can handle. I should be fair; M kind of shaped up after Saturday and did stuff without being asked the rest of the weekend, which was sweet.
This Thursday - St. Patty's Day - is J's bagpipe band's big night (of course!) He won't be able to play yet, but he gets to go on their Pub Crawl through Tacoma. God only knows how many pubs they go to, playing in each one, drinking in the bus on the way from one to the next, all night long. At first, we thought he was going to be playing with them, so we had quite a group from the neighborhood going out for the night all together. Then we found out otherwise, and it dwindled down to J, TA, SA, C and me, trying to flip for who had to be the DD. Then SA and I decided we were too old for that s**t and that C would have fun just going out with her Dad before heading off to live in NY.
In the end, I just put in to take Friday off, so I could go with them after all. The three of us, out on the town, singing along to Irish tunes, in a little send-off to our daughter as she makes this big move...how could I not go? Who cares if I'm so hungover Friday morning that I have to drink the Red Bull-Advil-Aleve cocktail and shake a little? Just like the old days, right? The Black Rose? Right. I can do this.
Ok...enough procrastinating. Must cut up tomatoes and onions. It's so much more like a beef stew kind of night, but oh well.
I hope you are well, having a good week, and that things with D are looking up. I have been thinking of you since you texted yesterday and hope to get a chance to catch up on the phone this week.
Love and white light to you,
A
I'm sitting here avoiding the last minute cleaning I should do before having book club here tonight, hoping that the hour and a half I have left myself will be enough to do all the prep work for tacos, and dusting and vacuuming. If not, who will notice the corner bunnies if there is good wine, right?
The weather is horrible this afternoon...raining hard and sideways...things in the house are rattling. It's probably not even all that cold, relative to the season, but it sure is chilly in here. I've cranked the fireplace up and lit a few candles; maybe if I pretend I'm in a medieval castle I'll ward off the gloom and have fun with it.
Book club tonight: yet another book I didn't want to read, so I didn't. I didn't even try. The thing is, I really like the time together with my girlfriends, so every time I try to drop out, I think how much I'll miss my once-a-month dinner. No one really cares anyway, who reads and who doesn't. It's such a unique group - and so different from my daily, close friends. So I guess I'll stop stressing about the reading part.
J got home late last night and it's so good to have him back. Things have been going so well lately (between us), ever since we broke through that barrier about talking about the kids and working together on issues with them. He has a late meeting tonight, which kind of sucks, but at least I don't feel so alone around here. Mom vs. The Teenagers is sometimes more than I can handle. I should be fair; M kind of shaped up after Saturday and did stuff without being asked the rest of the weekend, which was sweet.
This Thursday - St. Patty's Day - is J's bagpipe band's big night (of course!) He won't be able to play yet, but he gets to go on their Pub Crawl through Tacoma. God only knows how many pubs they go to, playing in each one, drinking in the bus on the way from one to the next, all night long. At first, we thought he was going to be playing with them, so we had quite a group from the neighborhood going out for the night all together. Then we found out otherwise, and it dwindled down to J, TA, SA, C and me, trying to flip for who had to be the DD. Then SA and I decided we were too old for that s**t and that C would have fun just going out with her Dad before heading off to live in NY.
In the end, I just put in to take Friday off, so I could go with them after all. The three of us, out on the town, singing along to Irish tunes, in a little send-off to our daughter as she makes this big move...how could I not go? Who cares if I'm so hungover Friday morning that I have to drink the Red Bull-Advil-Aleve cocktail and shake a little? Just like the old days, right? The Black Rose? Right. I can do this.
Ok...enough procrastinating. Must cut up tomatoes and onions. It's so much more like a beef stew kind of night, but oh well.
I hope you are well, having a good week, and that things with D are looking up. I have been thinking of you since you texted yesterday and hope to get a chance to catch up on the phone this week.
Love and white light to you,
A
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Dumping on My Dump Site
Hey, B.
So, thanks for the Personal Post yesterday; it made my day. So many good memories! I absolutely remember Erika, as well as I remember Robyn Humb-ah, who gave me a cake plate as a wedding present before I left, and whose boyfriend, John P, wrote a paper on losing his virginity to her. Oh my, that was so long ago. I also remember sitting in the teachers' lounge (we could smoke, but we couldn't wear pants...???) listening to Ed drone on about Vegas, and swearing we would never, ever, count down the days.
That job takes it out of you - all of it - and I'm so impressed that you have made it this long. Your students are so fortunate that you stuck it out and that you never became the teacher I did, in a much shorter period of time. My hat's off to you, for being the teacher that I hope, every day, is waiting for my own kids when they get to school. Thanks.
My job, currently, is taking it out of me. Not my medical clinic sit-and-jaw-jack-with-people-all-day job, but my primary job, raising two teenaged boys who, evidently, haven't learned a f*@^ing thing since the big "family meeting" last weekend. Wait, that's not fair. JJ has learned a small amount. He has kind of, sort of, tried to do a few of things we talked about. M, on the other hand (the one that wants to smack the s*** out of him) has changed NO behaviors at all and today, I just hit the wall. J is out of town (in Phoenix with TA, playing golf and going to Mariner's Spring Training games) so, of course, it's ten times harder for me to enforce anything. No details necessary...just another blow up over what would appear to be absolutely nothing on the surface. I am soooooo tired of all his crap all over the house, dishes in the sink (he'll do them "later", which I realize now is code for "when/if/ever I feel like it") I'm tired of asking nicely. I'm tired of being nice to his BF who practically lives here. I'm tired of it all. I even googled "I hate my teenager" this afternoon to see if any other moms out there are ready to run away. Well, there are plenty of them. It's just, where would I run to?
So what did I do? Five, almost six impeccably perfect days on the HcG program, 9.5 lbs down, I poured a glass of wine and said "F it." I know I should be stronger than that. I know I shouldn't let that little SH control my success and failure. Still, with J gone and no one to talk to, wine seemed like a good friend.
I might call SA - she will drink with, and not judge, me - but really, what good does it do? I'm tired of trying to fix him, to make him the kid that I dreamed he would be. I'm tired of feeling like I'm a failure at parenting because ONE kid is making crappy choices. I'm tired of trying to take his dad out of him.
OK, pizza's here and SA is on her way. God, I can't wait until they're all grown and gone and I can do that "look back and laugh" thing everyone promises me.
Love you and
Sorry for the gloom and doom,
A
PS.... SOOOOOOO looking forward to my visit eastward this summer ;)
Friday, March 11, 2011
R&R
Wow. These five day work weeks are killing me! And April vacation is still 5 weeks away. I almost stayed home today; I even had lesson plans set to go so that I could stay home, but in the end I decided to tough it out. Why? Not sure. I certainly won't get any kind of almost-perfect attendance award at the end of the year. I guess I just decided that I could make it through the day despite my migraine, so I should.
I had a lemon drop martini when I got home--as my reward and as a sedative, and took a one hour power nap afterward. And, then, because I couldn't even think about cooking, I took myself out for dinner. And now I'm home, most of the lights off, relaxed and writing you a note.
It was great to catch up with you earlier this week...As I said, I'm really looking forward to this summer, to getting to see you and D and J, and that is definitely the light at the end of the tunnel this year. I feel like I've been really stressed out this year for a variety of reasons, despite functioning fairly normally (I think), and if I can at least take away the daily routine of work--that is, having to put on a happy face while all of the stress eats away at me--it will do me good. It will do me wonders to have my R&R with good friends.
On that note, I hope you have a good weekend, a couple of days of R&R in good company.
Love you,
Barb
I had a lemon drop martini when I got home--as my reward and as a sedative, and took a one hour power nap afterward. And, then, because I couldn't even think about cooking, I took myself out for dinner. And now I'm home, most of the lights off, relaxed and writing you a note.
It was great to catch up with you earlier this week...As I said, I'm really looking forward to this summer, to getting to see you and D and J, and that is definitely the light at the end of the tunnel this year. I feel like I've been really stressed out this year for a variety of reasons, despite functioning fairly normally (I think), and if I can at least take away the daily routine of work--that is, having to put on a happy face while all of the stress eats away at me--it will do me good. It will do me wonders to have my R&R with good friends.
On that note, I hope you have a good weekend, a couple of days of R&R in good company.
Love you,
Barb
Monday, March 7, 2011
Catch Up
Hey, Barb.
Sorry for slipping out of touch the past week or so. Just a quick note to say good morning and let you know I'm still here :)
We (I) had a horrible run-in with M on Thursday night that had me out of sorts for the whole weekend. It was ugly enough at the time that I packed up JJ and we went down to Portland to spend the night with J in his hotel. It's just shades of the old M, angry, combative - he punched a hole in Casey's bedroom door and scared the crap out of JJ, so I removed us from the situation. I hate that I felt like I had to leave my own house, but I wasn't going to stay here with that.
Friday, apart from still being upset and worried about M, the three of us actually had a great day, sightseeing in Vancouver. We had a fabulous dinner at one of my favorite restaurants on the waterfront there before heading home in the evening.
We didn't see M until after dinner last night (he had disappeared to a friend's I guess). We tried to have a family meeting then, but he was still so angry and mean that I thought we got nowhere. J, on the other hand, thought it went well and is optimistic. I'm the Mom. It's all going to end badly, in my head.
We'll see what happens from here. J seems to think this is a bump in the road, with the anniversary of his dad's death coming up and all.
Despite all of that, the three of us managed to have a pretty good weekend, the best part of which was my field trip for Photography class yesterday when I didn't have to think about M, if only for a couple of hours, or worry about what was going to happen when he came home. I was just outside, the weather was nice, and I was getting the hang of my camera for the first time. Wandering around the UW campus was fun, too. Amazingly, I had never been there. Made me wish I were a college student again....life was easy :)
Anyway, I'm glad it's Monday. I called in sick Friday, which is a really mean thing to do in my office, so I'll try to make it up to my coworkers today. It will be nice to not be sitting around here waiting/wondering/worrying. Tonight I have a girl's night to go to at a friend's house, which I just remembered as I was sitting here writing. That might make for a good evening.
I hope you had a good weekend (did you go to Boston?) and that your week is starting off well. Maybe we can catch up on the phone this week?
Love you,
A
Sorry for slipping out of touch the past week or so. Just a quick note to say good morning and let you know I'm still here :)
We (I) had a horrible run-in with M on Thursday night that had me out of sorts for the whole weekend. It was ugly enough at the time that I packed up JJ and we went down to Portland to spend the night with J in his hotel. It's just shades of the old M, angry, combative - he punched a hole in Casey's bedroom door and scared the crap out of JJ, so I removed us from the situation. I hate that I felt like I had to leave my own house, but I wasn't going to stay here with that.
Friday, apart from still being upset and worried about M, the three of us actually had a great day, sightseeing in Vancouver. We had a fabulous dinner at one of my favorite restaurants on the waterfront there before heading home in the evening.
We didn't see M until after dinner last night (he had disappeared to a friend's I guess). We tried to have a family meeting then, but he was still so angry and mean that I thought we got nowhere. J, on the other hand, thought it went well and is optimistic. I'm the Mom. It's all going to end badly, in my head.
We'll see what happens from here. J seems to think this is a bump in the road, with the anniversary of his dad's death coming up and all.
Despite all of that, the three of us managed to have a pretty good weekend, the best part of which was my field trip for Photography class yesterday when I didn't have to think about M, if only for a couple of hours, or worry about what was going to happen when he came home. I was just outside, the weather was nice, and I was getting the hang of my camera for the first time. Wandering around the UW campus was fun, too. Amazingly, I had never been there. Made me wish I were a college student again....life was easy :)
Anyway, I'm glad it's Monday. I called in sick Friday, which is a really mean thing to do in my office, so I'll try to make it up to my coworkers today. It will be nice to not be sitting around here waiting/wondering/worrying. Tonight I have a girl's night to go to at a friend's house, which I just remembered as I was sitting here writing. That might make for a good evening.
I hope you had a good weekend (did you go to Boston?) and that your week is starting off well. Maybe we can catch up on the phone this week?
Love you,
A
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Better
Hey, Amanda.
What a nice surprise to have a post to read from you this morning. And with good news, too!
I finally feel like I am getting back to normal…I didn’t go to the gym on Sunday, but I also decided not to stay home and nest in isolation. Instead I went out in the 40 degree sunshine (that almost felt tropical…almost) and socialize a little. I went and picked out new eyeglasses, and then went out to lunch. After that I ran errands and got home in the early evening. And I felt better, so happy to have gotten out of a rut. But then yesterday, I was exhausted. As you know I had a delay but couldn’t (didn’t) take advantage of the time to get more sleep and I was wiped out. Honestly though, I could have slept those two hours and still have been tired. So I went through the day tired, caught enough of a second wind after school to not be completely worthless, and then went to bed at 9:15. Today, I feel like much better. So overall that’s good, right? Sunday I was on the mend mentally, yesterday I had a little set back, but today I’m feeling better physically, so it all seems to be getting better. Especially with your good news!
Ultimately, I guess spending time together and having a nice visit is the goal—be it in your neck of the woods or mine. We’ll just have to figure out which works better this summer. I totally understand that we have to consider your work hours in the summer and the fact that you’re a mom and have some family obligations that I do not. That is to say, as much as I would love to have you spend time with me here—for you to see where I live and play—I understand if we have to wait one or a few years to make that happen. If and when we can—woo hoo! As for this summer, whatever we can work out will work for me. It’s just good to know for now that it looks like we will be able to work something out.
Maybe we can chat this week while it’s quiet for you?... I’d like also to ask you about your photography class. (LOVE the photo.) I bought myself a new camera that should be arriving today (though nothing schmancy like yours) (I can’t wait!) and have been thinking of taking a class at the local community college. Lately I feel like everything is a photograph waiting to be taken…and I’d like to learn more. I’d like also maybe to sell some of the great photos I've taken in Europe and Seattle and Boston, which is part of why I want to take a class. Anyway, I’d love to chat about your class and my dreams and our summer visit…
Love you,
Barb
What a nice surprise to have a post to read from you this morning. And with good news, too!
I finally feel like I am getting back to normal…I didn’t go to the gym on Sunday, but I also decided not to stay home and nest in isolation. Instead I went out in the 40 degree sunshine (that almost felt tropical…almost) and socialize a little. I went and picked out new eyeglasses, and then went out to lunch. After that I ran errands and got home in the early evening. And I felt better, so happy to have gotten out of a rut. But then yesterday, I was exhausted. As you know I had a delay but couldn’t (didn’t) take advantage of the time to get more sleep and I was wiped out. Honestly though, I could have slept those two hours and still have been tired. So I went through the day tired, caught enough of a second wind after school to not be completely worthless, and then went to bed at 9:15. Today, I feel like much better. So overall that’s good, right? Sunday I was on the mend mentally, yesterday I had a little set back, but today I’m feeling better physically, so it all seems to be getting better. Especially with your good news!
Ultimately, I guess spending time together and having a nice visit is the goal—be it in your neck of the woods or mine. We’ll just have to figure out which works better this summer. I totally understand that we have to consider your work hours in the summer and the fact that you’re a mom and have some family obligations that I do not. That is to say, as much as I would love to have you spend time with me here—for you to see where I live and play—I understand if we have to wait one or a few years to make that happen. If and when we can—woo hoo! As for this summer, whatever we can work out will work for me. It’s just good to know for now that it looks like we will be able to work something out.
Maybe we can chat this week while it’s quiet for you?... I’d like also to ask you about your photography class. (LOVE the photo.) I bought myself a new camera that should be arriving today (though nothing schmancy like yours) (I can’t wait!) and have been thinking of taking a class at the local community college. Lately I feel like everything is a photograph waiting to be taken…and I’d like to learn more. I’d like also maybe to sell some of the great photos I've taken in Europe and Seattle and Boston, which is part of why I want to take a class. Anyway, I’d love to chat about your class and my dreams and our summer visit…
Love you,
Barb
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