Its late and very quiet, although there is still some activity as Ross and the kitties continue to settle down. It looks like life may be ready to start getting more difficult again because of "the job" and I am trying to gear up for that situation should it arise anytime soon. I have started my online course's orientation exercise and am not sure when I will be able to complete it but it will have to be within the next few days since classes start the 4th. It is a little nerve wracking to realize, although I have been working and hoping for this for several years now, that I am about to begin Masters level work in history on Monday! The caffiene consumption will have to be curtailed so I can settle down and rest over the weekend. For me this is the partial culmination of dreams I have cherished since I was in high school, or possibly earlier, and it is also the beginning of the final leg of my journey in achieving those dreams - it makes me almost dizzy to recall just how long I have hoped to be able to do just this thing!
I have heard nothing from my sister as she has started back to work part-time following the chemotherapy, and I can only assume - for this moment - that no news is not necessarily bad news. I was hoping she would still call now and then for help with the few things I am still able to tend to, just to save herself at least that little bit of aggravation, effort and stress, but I have heard nothing. I think I will call her tomorrow, as the kids are heading back to school soon and, if she would like a little extra help, I should be able to fit in at least an honorable assist at doing "aunt-ly" types of things for all of them. Ross has been very sweet about my helping Patty out as much as I have been able to, especially considering the ever rising cost of gas and other automobile fluids, not to mention tires and stuff, and I really hope Patty has noticed that since I would like to think my sisters are able to understand just what it is I see in Ross that makes me want to keep us together-we and the four baby cats,that is.
Night seems to have managed to finally complete its takeover of the world at large, here. Cats have settled into favorite spots, Ross is likely snoring softly, there are a few sounds still being made but they are diminishing and the darkness is becoming increasingly quiet and peaceful. It is a fitting prelude to the partial hurricane-type weather we are supposed to be getting soon in our area. The collective hum of computers masks any other sounds that may still be drifting in the night air. It is too chilly for many "singing" insects and they seem to have lost all interest in reproducing with the advent of the cold, wet weather anyway - New England's reminder of the days to come.
Life moves apace in pretty much the same manner it has for several months now. I am still hopeful for better days ahead, both financially and health-wise. Money does not, in and of itself, bring happiness but it certainly helps pay the bills, which would feel very satisfying about now. So much for any altruistic truths here.
It is tempting to put something "too personal" for public consumption here, just to see if anyone is really reading my blog, but I think I will opt for more "family-friendly" fare in the hopes that I may yet derive a small but steady audience at some point.
It is now past 2AM, my time (EST), and I am definitely winding down for the remainder of the night. I cannot think of any jazzy or catchy little phrase or quote I might be able to utilize as a tag line, so I will just say, "Good night," and sign off.
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