The kids are finally back to school after what seems like another vacation. My older two had half-days all last week, then the youngest missed last Friday to spend the weekend in Kentucky with family. Monday was a scheduled day off, then we've just had two snow days. After a delay of two hours, everyone is gone and now the house is quiet for the first time in a while. It always feels a little strange and I have to take a minute to figure out what to do next because no one needs to be reminded to do their chores or is telling me the cats need food.
Today I have to wait for a repairman till noon, so I'll be cleaning and doing laundry then I'm off to the grocery to get ready for my annual weekend away in PA. And the cats do need food, so I have some guidance there as to what to do, otherwise I'm on my own. It is too icy to run outside, so I'm forced to resort to some sort of exercise video (which means my workout will likely be the walk around the grocery store with a little bit of core strengthening thrown in from trying not to slip and fall in my driveway), then I'm off to the cabin.
Though I've tried a little bit, I'm still not really reading other blogs, which makes me even more appreciative that anyone still reads or comments on mine. I know there's etiquette here and I haven't been keeping up my end of the bargain. I've been trying to help a friend who is suffering for the past 6 weeks or so, and I've felt like I just didn't have room in my brain to know what anyone else was thinking or even doing. Things have changed though. My friend is still suffering, but I'm not what she wants as help right now, so I'm off the job other than to keep loving her and being here if she changes her mind. I'm okay, and have been okay, it has just taken up a lot of the spare energy I might have used on other things. Now that I'm letting her let me go, I have a little margin again.
I have this copied into an old journal. It applies somewhat here:
"Friendship that flows from the heart cannot be frozen by adversity, as the water that flows from the spring cannot congeal in winter."
- James Fenimore Cooper