Ten.One Thousand, Five Hundred & Twenty
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Night sweats. Must mean it will be hot today.
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Change in plans. Roll with it. There’s nothing you can do about it now.
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I am early enough that I can sit in the car and finish up emails and posts and still be early for work. But I really need to figure out this new routine.
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Brix and temp.
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It’s better to be slow.
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I pick leaves from the berries on the sorting table and try to write the article in my head. I think of everything that needs to be done. There is something meditative about this process. I forget to switch and make additions, but the other two have it covered.
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Tacos and guac.
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And….there it is. Right on cue. I laugh on the inside, but it’s more sad than funny.
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I ask them for help. I tell them that I need them to go to their father more often for things. I am not home all day like I used to be. I tell them that there are many things happening right now and I just can’t remember. I need them to rely on their father. They seem to understand.
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Thank goodness for leftovers.
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I can do this. I’ve done it before.