Thought I was gone for good, didn’t you? Ahh, never underestimate my ability to drop and then restart any form of journaling! Yes, I had grand plans for the things I would write about during this long break between school terms, but it somehow just didn’t happen. I’d look at the computer and think about sitting down to the keyboard and it just seemed like the last thing in the world I wanted to do. I’d wonder what I could tell you, and nothing came to mind. So a day would pass and pretty soon a week, and now almost two months. And it’s not like I feel I have so much to tell you today, but somehow it feels right to be sitting here typing. At least I can babble a while. I won’t be offended if you’ve already closed the page.
I could write for two hours about what we’ve been up to since I last posted, but most of it is pretty boring, and pretty standard. School ended for the kids. Girlie finished the year with strong grades, Middle Bird’s were better than last term. I’ve lost a tiny bit more weight and I’m still working on it. Daddy Bird and I went to Florida to visit one of my best friends for her Fortieth Birthday and found out we like visiting South Florida, but love living in Ohio. Baby Bird has peed in the potty a bunch of times but with no regularity and has still never pooped there. The weather is warmer and both kids are playing ball. It’s Girlie’s second year at softball and she’s not the star of the team by any stretch, but she’s getting better and she seems to love it. Middle Bird has never played before so he’s getting a tough dose of reality since most of the boys have a year or more experience. I think he thought he would just decide to be great and it would come naturally. Not so much. But he’s still enthusiastic and I’m really proud of him for keeping that up. He’ll get better.
Life goes on, you know? I do the laundry and it piles up again. I empty the dishwasher (or Daddy Bird does, he’s good at that chore!) and it just fills up again. I vacuum and watch the dust settle again. It all feels like swimming against the current a little bit. But we have to keep swimming. Just keep swimming, swimming, swimming! Just keep swimming. Thanks, Dory. Heading into the summer of chaos and freestyle stroking at full speed into the fray, I’ll just keep swimming.
Got an email from one of my two professors for next term yesterday. I love that she’s in communication a full WEEK before the start of classes. She included the textbook information and I was able to put it on reserve at the Worthington Library. I’m the only requester so far, so maybe I won’t have to buy it at all! She also included a big explanation of the 8 week course with the same curriculum as the 15 week course and how we should plan carefully to get it all done. Phew, good thing it’s the only thing I have to worry about for the next eight weeks, right? Oh, wait! There’s that other class, and these three kids and the damn laundry, dishes, and dust. Whatever. It will get done. Or it won’t. Priorities will be set and corners will be cut. This is just the way it is. As long as everyone is fed and safe, it’s all good.
Did I tell you I got the A last term? Yeah, that’s right. It’s just one class, but so far I’ve got the 4.0. Somehow I just can’t let that go. I will be crushed if I don’t keep that. Wish me luck. Sure, it’s going to take me busting my ass, but it’s going to take a bit of luck, too.
I have some theological things floating around in my head that I want to write about. I don’t know how to phrase the questions I’m trying to answer, yet, so I guess I can’t write about them just yet. It’s coming, though. Might help if someone asks about them later.