Yesterday, Grace played as a substitute in an arena soccer game. I was happy to see familiar faces when some other parents that I knew showed up. Her old teammates (sisters) were there along with their parents. I had someone to sit by and make small talk with. They probably sense my desperation, though. How could they not? I am still trying to make friends here, which is pretty tough since I work so much and don’t have time to meet people or get to know them. (That’s how it feels.)
The weather was lovely. Sunny but a little breezy. I wonder if I will ever take this lovely weather for granted? Every day that I wake up to sunshine and blue skies and seventy degrees feels like another small miracle.
My husband’s birthday was yesterday, so I spent time cooking his birthday dinner and then we had a nice family dinner. We gave him books that he’s specifically requested.
Today was church and for some reason, it’s even harder to get out of the house with teenagers than it was when I had babies and toddlers. They move slower than I ever anticipate and no matter how early I wake them up, we always walk into the church foyer five minutes late. Would it be dramatic if I said that’s just another reason I feel like a failure as a mother?
The rest of the day was kind of lazy, though I did some laundry and some work in the kitchen and took the dog for a walk. If she doesn’t get a regular walk, she has too much energy. I worked tonight, as usual, and it was busy. I’m just now finishing up at 1:30 a.m.
And even though school is out, the week will be busy again since I still have work and the kids have lacrosse and soccer.
I wish there were more interesting news to report, but it is what it is.