Even though I keep expecting things to ease - for my life to become settled and comfortably routine - it seems there's always something I'm working toward. There's always some kind of plan, some goal, or some impossible dream.
I feel like I'm always on the road, but never quite arrive anywhere.
It's going to be a busy Spring:
My second grandchild is due April 15th!
I might or might not begin working on a master's degree in May.
I might go to work for the census.
I might start drumming up business for myself as an organizer.
We're going to have a lot of company.
I'm going to send my manuscript out to small presses.
I plan to go on lots of photo safaris.
We hope to begin our bathroom remodel.
And maybe do some landscaping, too.
And then, ZIP, it will be June & my Benny B. will turn two!
Wow.
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I have that feeling, too, about being on the road and never really arriving anywhere. I guess that's just what life is all about, huh?
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