Friday night melancholy

I am having a hard time figuring out what to blog about tonight. Mostly because I am dealing with some intensely personal and strong feelings, which kind of override my desire to be pithy and fun.

The short version is that there is so much about my move and my new life that is delightful beyond my wildest imaginings, but there is also so much that is different that I didn’t expect–mainly dealing with how little I’ll actually be able to see my daughter now.

The long version I wrote about in my paper journal. ūüôā

Add to all of that the fact that I am overwhelmed by work right now, and it doesn’t make for a good recipe for blogging. The good news is that I have made a dent (though small) in some of my work load. But it’s as the old saying goes: How do you eat an elephant? One bite at a time.

I am just taking work one bite at a time.

I also have errands to run tomorrow, like going to the grocery store and returning something to Target (because it’s broken, sigh), and other things. Also, I need to find a pair of ankle boots and a good windbreaker and a Christmas tree.

Speaking of Christmas, I am super excited that I have an actual fireplace to hang my stockings by this year. First time ever!