The frenetic life continues.
The whirlwind of Thanksgiving is over and rush to the Christmas festivities is on.
The pretty lights go up, the prices go down, the parcels roll in, the money goes out.
The special lady is still the dominating zest to my life she became in January.
The children grow taller and grow emotionally…and drop back to childhood sometimes. The ‘new normal’ is more settled than earlier in the year. Phew.
The kittens settle in their routines as they grow so big, so fast. They still turn into cute dervishes when they chase their tails.
The job has changed, trading more flexibility for less money and less prestige. A work-life balance. A sacrifice the kids will probably never appreciate.
The divorce is filed with the court system and the negotiations continue.
The plans for trips to Oregon, California, Australia, England, and France are in various stages of development. Not sure which will make the cut…
The support network of friends far and wide is still alive and well, even as our lives shift like tectonic plates past and around each other.
The house is dry. Heavy rains have tested it. The basement flooding is gone. The relief is palpable.
The blogger companions are various. Some are stable, on a journey. Some are threading their way through new adventures. Some have gone, their raison d’être settled? Some continue to explore their passions and proclivities. An amazing group.
The country voted. The pundits discovered that quants are accurate fortune tellers. Elections will become exercises in data mining and sampling-based optimization. Will the underlying messages be lost in the frenzy for victory?
The leaves wrinkle and dry and drift to the ground. The cold settles. The wind picks up and blows away the remnants of Fall.
The future is as uncertain as the weather. Sometimes the path I’m on is joyful, sometimes it’s very stressful. But I made the choices that put me on it. I look forward to discovering the big “What’s Next?” as it unfolds. Stay with me…