Yesterday would have been Jane's first birthday. And you know what? It was a good day.
I have lots of thoughts on the matter, and photos, and just a generally awesome post about it all, but I don't have time to set it down. We're trying to get out the door by noon for a weekend in the Adirondacks with a group of excellent friends, and as of not-quite 10 am, Sarah's ready to go. No one else is. And because she's packed, she is leaving a path of household wreckage in her wake. It's her part of maintaining chaos equilibrium. For each thing I accomplish, she creates at least two more tasks for me (like the breakfast experiment involving finding the point of balance between a full bowl of cereal and a water bottle; gravity maintained its perfect record, and I added a bonus load of laundry and kitchen mopping to my list). It's like Sisyphus meets Zeno's paradox. I'm not sure we'll ever escape the math.
But I'm going to try. Which means I must stop yammering about what I need to do and actually, you know, DO IT.
Ooh. The obvious solution occurs to me: anesthesia by Disney. Yes! I may get the packing done AND get a shower to boot. Dare to dream big, friends.
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I was thinking of Jane as I was walking this morning... knowing the birthday and hoping that all was well with you and yours.
I had a great walk by along the Greenbrier River Trail near Lewisburg, WV and there is something magnificent and soothing about a great river, filled with gorgeous rocks, and water swiftly and clearly flowing along.
Birds chattered, breezes blew in the very leafy trees.
And Jane was there.
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