So begins another school year; I hope this morning is not indicative of how the entire year is going to be! We none of us slept very well for a variety of reasons, everyone was up too early and tempers were short. Nerves are the culprit for everyone, I think; it’s a new year full of new possibilities for all of them, but there is no doubt that there is fear and uncertainty involved with anything new. I have high hopes for all three of the older kids this year, and more importantly, they seem to have high hopes as well. For this moment, though, I will simply be grateful if none of the three end up in tears at any time this first day; that will mean it was a successful first day.
As for me, well. Life goes on. I am interviewing for a second job later this week, so we’ll see how that goes. I slept on the couch last night, which in part is why I am starting this week off less rested that usual; Steve and I have some pretty big things to work through, and while I think this is normal relationship stuff, that doesn’t make it any easier. I am also taking my dog in to be put down, my hopes of being able to give her a peaceful death in the comfort of home no longer practical or, honestly, fair to her. We went to Costco yesterday and found out they are no longer carrying my kind of coffee (Columbian, in case anyone is interested), so I had to choose from New Guinea coffee and Guatemalan coffee. I picked the Guatemalan as it is closer to Columbia plus is grown and roasted by small farmers, but really, I liked my Columbian coffee just fine. A minor thing, sure, but still, I love my coffee.
At this point, I know nothing and am trying to accept not knowing. I got up this morning, which is no small thing, and I imagine I will keep just getting up in the morning and doing what is in front of me. That is all I know how to do at this point, really, and I have to believe that it will be enough, and that I will soon know the direction in which I need to turn.
So. I am around again, for whatever that is worth. Life does go on, right?