I've been in a bit of a funk since we returned from our New England getaway, and I thought it was just because I missed my opportunity to try the world's best hot chocolate in Mystic Connecticut, but now I think not.
Here's the thing: R starts his new job on Wednesday, commuting about an hour each way. I figure he'll leave at 6:45 a.m. and be home by 6:15 p.m., on a good day. It's a humongous change from the five minute commute he had in California.
Here's the other thing: I never wanted to be a home owner. When I was growing up I couldn't understand why anyone would own a home when it would be so much more fun to travel all over the world. Later, when I learned about inflation and cost of living increases, and all that boring stuff, I thought maybe owning a home might not be such a bad idea.
Meanwhile, I was waiting for my life to start. My life will begin when. . . I'm out of college, I start my career, I get married, I get married again (you know how it is), when I get published, and finally, when I own a home. Sometimes I would have to be quiet and remind myself, "This is my life. Right now, I'm living it." I could never quite believe myself, though.
So here I am, beginning the rest of my life on Wednesday.
There was a kid on a leash at the Mystic Aquarium-- Sweet Potato argues vehemently that such things should be illegal, but there he was-- and his leash was a toy. He was all strapped up with a little stuffed monkey on his shoulder, and the monkey's tail became the tether to the boy's mama.
Is that me? Am I tethered to this beautiful house on a lake? Is it not so bad if the leash keeps me close to R?
I know I'm a whiner. Waah Waah. I've got so many thankfuls, too. Here are a few:
Sweet Potato loves school
Everything is turning red and yellow
The skies are blue
The lake is calm
My impatiens are still blooming
My husband found a job and we bought a house in this insane economy!
We're all healthy
I'm about to eat freshly baked chocolate chip cookies.