Friday, September 19, 2014
So Much I Want to Write
But the effort to change--to push away boulders with all your might, to feel rough feelings without crumbling inside--takes a lot of energy and so does parenting the first grader. Fortunately, we're both drifting to sleep smelling like a floral bubble bath [mine at 12:45 p.m., hers at 8:30 p.m.].
To make a long story short, I've been going to bed, exhausted, by 10:15 or 10:30 every night, rather than stay up and do long blog posts. But that's about to change--I want [once again] to reorganize my office and my life.