I haven’t been blogging a ton lately. I’m torn between saying its because nothing’s been going on, and saying it’s because life is too darn busy. I guess the truth is both.
Here are just a few of the things that have been going on while, you know, nothing has been going on.
The kiddos have been out of school now for an entire month. That feels like an eternity. And I think if I were able to really immerse myself in that eternity it would be so, so good. But instead I feel like I’m piecing together childcare here there and everywhere, all day, everyday. And that’s not very fun for any of us. But I keep reminding myself that this Summer is an exception and that next Summer will be different. (Which, coincidentally, I think I might have also told myself last Summer). So there you go.
The childcare patchwork has to do with regular sessions and clients colliding with constant Cottage preparations. We’re officially “in” now, as last weekend I moved my entire office (read: computer) over to the new place. So now all work that is not email must be done there. Which is so awesome. And also so challenging since it’s Summer.
The good news is that the kiddos love the Cottage. I’ve strategically purchased snacks to stock at the Cottage that have never graced our regular home pantry shelves before. That is to say, chewy granola bars, mac and cheese cups, pudding, microwave popcorn, and fruit snacks. America’s Diet, if you will. And my children think they’ve died and gone to America’s Diet heaven. It helps with the whole “loving the Cottage” thing.
The “two week” landscaping project is now on it’s third week, with the promise of at least two more to follow. But it’s so lovely so you’ll never hear me complain. There’s a picket fence and (there will be) wildflowers and pergolas and arbors and serviceberries and flowering goodness everywhere. I think I might be living the American Dream. Pinch me.
Brent is studying fast and furiously for his next Air Force Reserve-related test. Like, right now. At 8:53 p.m. on a Friday night while our children are out of town with their grandparents. We live large, ya’ll. But now that he’s shed the business books (to Heather) he’s looking forward to a bit more free time of his own. And if knocking out two more tests in his coursework is what floats his boat right now, I’m all about it. Actually, I know it doesn’t float his boat. Like, at all. But four years of college for those chilluns via the Post 9/11 GI Bill floats his boat so there you go. I’ll take it.
I would promise there are more exciting times to come here at The Pigbear but I might be lying. At least for the next two weeks. We’re heading out of town soonish for our official Summer vacay (Cobbs-Clarks-Shertzers…unite!!!) and I can’t promise a reliable internet connection awaits. But I can promise that I’m not done here. I swear, I can’t quit you guys. So please don’t quit me.