Let me make something clear. Despite some bumps in the road, I am generally happy. Not just resigned to my lot, but content. I’ve overcome some challenges and am still working through others. There are ups and downs. Some days are better than others. But this is the human condition. Life is like this for everyone. There are reasons I choose to write about it. To vent. To purge. To remember. To commiserate with others. To make myself feel better. Or to intentionally feel badly, for just a little while longer, before feeling better.
I love my son. I love my job and my co-workers. I love my friends, old and new. I love my house. And I love music and reading and writing and movies and the internets and cupcakes and Simon Pegg and going for walks and goofing off at playgrounds with my kid and trying out new restaurants and traveling and taking photos. And yes, I do love my life.
Hey, I feel better now.
Bonus: So many amazing possibilities for my noise band. If only I could read kanji.
Plus: There is no one-size-fits-all solution to educating our children. I understand this teacher’s frustration. And I am so glad I found my son’s charter school. Third grade has already started and this year there are just 15 or 16 students, with the two full-time teachers and various PCAs and paras in the classroom. It’s a great feeling knowing he’s getting the individualized attention he needs.
And: I’m looking forward to the Eight is Enough/Obama fundraiser next week. But some friends are flying in from Portland, for the State Fair, and that is the night they will be free to hang out. Once again I find myself in need of a clone.
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If I weren’t able to write about even the most mundane crap going on in my life I’d explode! For real. It would be an ugly site for sure.
I for one am so happy that you write and continue to write. I had this weird moment like a month ago when I couldn’t find your blog and it looked like you had disappeared off the face of the planet and I found myself panicking a little bit, wondering how I would know what was up with you and how you were doing. I’m right there with you for all your ups and downs.-though I don’t know why and I understand that’s it’s vouyeristic.
I have a blog, but I always censor myself imagining my unfortunately computer savvy grandparent in-laws learning that I have warts and an actual personality. I admire your strength as a single parent so devoted to your son as much as I envy your independence and incredible taste. It doesn’t matter if you complain about your life sometimes -I know that your life is good because you live it so fierce-fully. Keep on keeping on.
Thanks ladies! I totally appreciate it. Earlier someone sent me a really hateful, toxic email, no doubt trying to get a rise out of me, and I felt the need to respond with something positive.
Sharyn, you’re my favorite happy mutant! However, I’m not sure I could handle it if you successfully cloned yourself. You could be doubly-broken—a lot of giggles.
Imagine my clone(s) and I together! MOUHAHAHAHA! The laughing fits would never end.
you are one of my favorite people. i am sad it took us so long to find each other, but i am so glad we did!
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