Somehow it’s Wednesday and in the afternoon no less! I’ve
had the best intentions of blogging without the opportunity. I even convinced
myself to ditch sleep in order to get things done. Fail. I need sleep and being
a slave to my list(s) just isn’t worth it.
My work life did not decide to cut me any slack and it’s
been an endless array of emails, calls and stuff not worth typing about. What
gives, man? Home life is total disarray but manageable. I always fail to give myself
time to adjust- to pace, to attitude, to nothing. What can I say? I’m crazy
like that…or maybe just slow learner.
Between Ben being gone a couple weeks back and then a vacation
where a mess and there is no food in the house. Which is of course our biggest
concern. The cupboards are bare and the shelves in the fridge are frighteningly
visible. Last night I shrugged off the “everything else” in favor of doing load
after load of laundry. As much as I don’t like laundry it’s one of the most satisfying
things on the list because you can see the results. Don’t feel too bad though I
watched two episodes of Homeland in the process, ya know, to stay positive.
To state the obvious, this is a non-post, post. I’m back. I’m
home. I’m trying to catch up. We haven’t been settled
in awhile with different things on the agenda so the peace is welcomed. I will say it’s good to be home. It’s
comfort. It’s familiar. It’s imperfect. It’s ours.
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