I’ve come in to this sense of calm and serenity lately. Things have been going really well for a decent spell of time. I feel settled into life and my skin in a way i never have before.
I’m working full time, half of it at a desk doing a job that i created for myself. I’m working the magic fingers of Social Media for my company and i enjoy it and even better than enjoying it? I’m actually really good at it. I spend the rest of my time at work coordinating weddings and managing staff and slinging food. I’m not used to being a professional at anything, so it’s fun and encouraging.
I rush home and get dinner on the table and make the lunches and do the homework. All the things that used to drive me crazy give me great gratification. I think because domesticity doesn’t define me anymore. I am so much more than that.
The kids are amazing and have turned our home into the central hub. We have kids around all the time, sometimes cooking dinner for twelve of us. We squish in our much too small living room and share laughs and dancing demonstrations from tap dancing girls and gangnam style boys. It’s an easy joy that flows through the house.
We bought a house and then decided not to buy a house. I was a little (lot) upset about it. I had written stories of us in that giant house. Dinner parties and summer bbq’s. In the end shane was probably right that we have everything we need right here in this little house that affords us the luxury of disposable income.
I’m looking forward to the next seven months of running before work and weddings steal my summer away. Another marathon and a bunch of lofty goals to keep me encouraged and motivated. To keep my restless mind rested.
the leaves are turning, the squirrels are hoarding, the kids are fleeing the zombies.
wait.
i switched our sheets over to flannel, the furnace has been turned on for the first time and the frost is there in the mornings. my favourite season is here.
my schedule at work is so much more relaxed in these fall/winter months. i spend saturday mornings at home. lounging over coffee and kids. and recently go for a run with shane.
i know he’s doing this for me. this running thing. and i love him for it. the hour or so we spend together, alone, on saturday mornings is wonderful.
it balances me. helps me deal with the shenanigans the kids and the world throws at me through the week. have you had a rebellious 15 year old daughter? i do.
We spent last week on Mt Washington. It was our first family vacation ever. We have done a few two day trips here and there, but never a real, week off school/work getaway.
It was magical. It was exhausting. Five days of skiing is an endurance test. A fun, fantastical test of muscle and your bodies ability to stay warm.
The best part is all the time spent on chairlifts. Half the day is spent sitting side by side, chatting, laughing and bonding. I spent more time talking with each of my kids than i have in ages and they, in turn, talked with each other. Being on a lift behind tristan and toby i watched them chat and giggle and be silly together. There was no fighting, just being together, being family.
It was amazing. I am so thankful to my employers for making it possible for us to go on that adventure.
