I always feel guilty when I return to the blog after a long absence, which seems silly. Like I need to explain myself. Life ebbs and flows and I often find myself unable to do everything I’d like to be doing. I just can’t fit it all in, which I think is a pretty universal experience, especially adding in school-age children and chronic illness.
I don’t think I ever let everyone know that J got the job he so desperately needed to get at the local state university. So many of my entries over the last 2-3 years have focused on our poverty, and I hope we will be finally digging our way out of that hole. Our normal, non-government insurance coverage will begin in a few weeks and I can finally find a new doctor and file a complaint about Dr S.
X is preparing for a theatre competition this weekend and starting middle school in a few weeks; Zo was awarded the roles she wanted in this year’s Nutcracker. I have been occasionally serving at my friend’s nanobrewery and contributing to a new online news source in my hometown, which I’m very proud of. In all, things are… dare I say it? Good.