As I came home, I trapped P in her chair with a banana and tried to get a few things done. I had my phone with me and Owl City came on and somehow it just made me cry. Not as if I need a reason to cry anymore… but I just felt like there was just too much on me this morning. I like getting people’s input on our job situation, but sometimes it’s just too much as I talk to them. This job search, also, isn’t my own so I feel extra angst about it — somehow MORE angst, because I’m trying to be hands off as much as possible.
Anyway, then Gloria came on with her song of survival… and it’s just what I needed. As I wiped the counters to the upbeat tune I realized this isn’t breaking me. And I will survive whatever comes. In retrospect Drew’s job hunt would affect C the most of all the kids. He listens with interest when we talk about places we might go. Plus, how great to have a week with your friends before an impending departure? I’m excited for him. I bet he will have a great time.
Plus, one less kid. I mean, who will S fight with this week? It will be interesting if he starts yelling at the furniture… 🙂
I am actually glad that I have competencies at work this afternoon. Something to take my mind off what’s here with me. I mean, who would’ve thought I’d ever say that? Not I, not I at all.
In other news, I played personal responsibility jeopardy last night for FHE (btw, once we made flannel boards at RS and then I cut out a bunch of rectangles and sharpi-ed $ amounts on them to make a jeopardy game, it was genius of me, I need it use it more often, the kids love it!). I guess I was feeling the weight of having him make his own choices this week. The kid knows all the right answers. He knows how to have a personal liahona. I’m so proud of him. Spencer too. My kids know how to make good choices. I just hope that knowledge helps out a bit… like, around the fire. 🙂
Just livn’ on a prayer people. 🙂