* I quit my job at the apartments. Hallelujah, Jesus! That job was killing me, literally. I finally realized that I was shooting myself in the foot by living with that much stress. I let myself off of the hook, decided it didn't mean that I was a total lame-o for not being able to "manage" my two jobs, toddler, finances, housework, and my emotional, mental, physical and spiritual well-being without some help. So I quit.
*I packed up all my stuff and moved in to my childhood home with my parents. Now, for some of you, this may sound like your personal hell. And it would have been mine not very long ago. But words cannot express how happy I am to be here, in this beautiful home in Eucalyptus Hills without a single person mad at me for not having their maintenance request completed. Ahhhh... Oh! and Jack is so entertained here with the yard and the pool and the grandparents! I come home from work and Mom has made dinner. When we're done eating, mom and dad play with Jack while I clean the kitchen in solitude. Then, Jack and I will go for a walk or play outside or swim in the pool because... TA DAH! I can! I don't have a second job! YEAH!
*I packed up all my stuff and moved in to my childhood home with my parents. Now, for some of you, this may sound like your personal hell. And it would have been mine not very long ago. But words cannot express how happy I am to be here, in this beautiful home in Eucalyptus Hills without a single person mad at me for not having their maintenance request completed. Ahhhh... Oh! and Jack is so entertained here with the yard and the pool and the grandparents! I come home from work and Mom has made dinner. When we're done eating, mom and dad play with Jack while I clean the kitchen in solitude. Then, Jack and I will go for a walk or play outside or swim in the pool because... TA DAH! I can! I don't have a second job! YEAH!
* My brother and his wife returned from Japan and took over my job at the apartments. July was kind of a big jumble fugazi because their stuff was at my parents house. My stuff needed to be where their stuff was and their stuff needed to be where my stuff was. And did they need my silverware or should I sell it in the yard sale? What about my bookshelves? Should I keep my lamps? Will I ever fit into this dress again or should it make its way to the thrift store? It was fun 
to watch the reunion of Jack and his beloved Uncle Corey... those two are so powerfully connected. Corey's been gone for a year, leaving shortly after Jack's first birthday. I wasn't sure if he would remember my brother, but Jack immediately recognized him and started playing a peek-a-boo game with him. Moments later, he ran into the house and pointed at a photo of Corey's wedding, and then pointed to Corey. My smart boy!
*My good friend and her son moved into my (Corey and Janna's) apartment as she goes through the ending of a relationship. This, of course, made everything even weirder on the moving end of things. However, it really confirmed that I am destined to live in community someday. Lisa, I totally want you at my radish commune.
*Jack started a new daycare. The searching process was much easier and less traumatizing than last time, thank God. And, brilliantly, his daycare is just down the street from our new home.
So, you'll forgive me if I missed out on your blogs and failed to keep you dazzled and entertained here, on mine. I'll be making my rounds to yours as soon as I get the boxes unpacked in my bedroom and figure out where my toothbrush is.
to watch the reunion of Jack and his beloved Uncle Corey... those two are so powerfully connected. Corey's been gone for a year, leaving shortly after Jack's first birthday. I wasn't sure if he would remember my brother, but Jack immediately recognized him and started playing a peek-a-boo game with him. Moments later, he ran into the house and pointed at a photo of Corey's wedding, and then pointed to Corey. My smart boy!*My good friend and her son moved into my (Corey and Janna's) apartment as she goes through the ending of a relationship. This, of course, made everything even weirder on the moving end of things. However, it really confirmed that I am destined to live in community someday. Lisa, I totally want you at my radish commune.
*Jack started a new daycare. The searching process was much easier and less traumatizing than last time, thank God. And, brilliantly, his daycare is just down the street from our new home.So, you'll forgive me if I missed out on your blogs and failed to keep you dazzled and entertained here, on mine. I'll be making my rounds to yours as soon as I get the boxes unpacked in my bedroom and figure out where my toothbrush is.
4 comments:
I hope we can get together soon now that your life is calming down. I'm so happy for all of your positive changes. I've been meaning to recommend a book for you to read: Jesus for President. I know you aren't a huge Jesus follower but I think you will like the book. It is a "radical" book and your feelings about living in community are lived out in this book. Miss you!
Jen
Jen,
I am totally checking out that book. I love the title, already. And, just for the record, I love Jesus. I really do. I think he's been misunderstood and misinterpretted and a lot of shitty things have been done in his name. I am certain that, had I been alive when he was, I would have been one of the women in the crowd, begging for healing and sitting at his feet.
Then you will TOTALLY love this book. It's all about how Jesus politics would look today. I loved it. Now I want to run away and live in a commune! (Almost)
Jen
You are totally invited to live on my radish commune with me, where Jesus is president.
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