Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Week 2

My sister says that it takes three weeks to get used to a new schedule, specifically, the schedule that involves me getting up at 5:30 am.

It's week two and I think I'm making progress. The hard part is being disciplined about going to bed on time. I mean, on the one hand the kids are going to bed early now that school has started, so I have a little more free time in the evening. On the other hand, I have to go to bed earlier too, so the free time has not really changed relative to the kids' bedtime.

Darn it.

The good news is that Grace loves school. And I have a whole new insight into one of the reasons I love work. It's the structure. I like knowing I have a place to get up and go each morning, that there are people depending on me to get their stuff done. I like having a reason to wear shoes that aren't flip flops (at least from October to April, that is). I can tell that Grace likes this too. Today it's art class, tomorrow it's PE, computer/library time and guidance. Whatever that is.

Now if I could just get used to that early wake up call.....

Wednesday, September 5, 2007

Where did the summer go?

Okay, so I've been a little bit lax on posting lately. Sue me. It's been summer.

And I've been too freakin busy to worry about writing about it.

We've had one large beach party, one small birthday party, one case of bronchitis, one huge (and incredibly boring) trade show, one sold car, one bought car, one case of pneumonia, one office move, three weddings, one new baby (not mine!), and one blown gasket on the boat. That one came last, and was a definite indicator that summer has come to an end.

Yesterday was the first day of school, which has, for most of my life, been the equivalent of New Years. Now that I actually have a kid in school it feels more than ever like that. I like the structure and I'm going to get back on track posting here, not because I have hundreds of fans clamoring for my words of wisdom (because I KNOW that's not the case), but because it gives me a nice record of what's been going on in my life. I know that someday I'll have trouble remembering what it was like when my girls were small and I was busy building a business. But maybe not. Every time I'm at the pool, or at a restaurant or running errands with my girls I catch an older woman gazing a little wistfully at me and my children. Usually they smile. Mostly they give me a looking of utter knowing and commiseration. I know I'll be one of those women someday, but right now I'm kind of glad those days are still far away.