The unravelling
Quiting my job a little over two years ago was, indeed, a blessing but there have also been some curve balls.
At some point, I began to miss work. Imagine THAT! I missed the stress comes along with having to meet deadlines, or attempting to explain complicated concepts in layman’s terms. The smell of stagnant coffee permeating from coffee burners, that had been on all night, was swapped out for that new crayola aroma and technical documents were replaced with Huevos Verdes con Jamón! (Green Eggs and Ham!)
I am fortunate to be able to see my son develop. While his physical development is obvious, I get to see all of the mental milestones but then there are days when I think that I am juggling too many bowling pins, in this circus I like to call life.
Can I give equal attention to my rascal, to that half sanded dresser that is taking forever to refinish, to all of the projects that I have started in my home? No. I cannot.
I lug my rascal from event-to-event, with pups in tow and wonder why I feel worn, torn, tattered.
But today…I will sip slowly from my latte-of-the-day and remember that I am human. I am durable and sound, but I am NOT indestructible.
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