Still betwixt and between. The economic predictions are dire, the job market grim. But we are out of the snow, into the rain, and Aaron's commute is much more manageable now. Hard to know yet if the trade off of one coast for another is or will be worth it. So for the meanwhile, it's hunker down mode.
Olivia has been sick the last few days: vomiting and diarrhea. She lost 1lb, which to me seems a lot, but apparently is not worrisome to the pediatrician. So we are still in a massive sleep debt which means we are not taking much advantage of our location.
I am still doing some coordinating for PAX Programs in the New York area which means I need to talk to people on East Coast time. I find myself not knowing how to articulate my place. For example: I don't know whether to say "Oh good, WE need the rain" or "Oh good, California needs the rain." People have asked me if I am a local and I short-circuit. I keep telling myself that it is early days yet but the pressure has not let up.
We had our taxes done and something about the black-and-whiteness of the reversal of fortune was really stunning. And yet we still owed. WTF?! What in God's name do you have to do to get a refund these days? Foreclosure wasn't enough? Should change my name to Citibank.
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Hey Justine!
ReplyDeleteIn case you are wondering, your clickity-clacking on the keyboard to send messages into the netherworld of nets and dot-coms is being received by those of us on the other end (come on people, post some comments!!). Concetta and I are thinking about you 3 merry travelers and read your blog regularly.
I would love to offer you some inspiring words but all I have are quips from Gram... "save room for dessert," "putting water in your hair makes you go bald, use oil," "pay yourself first," and something about Mrs. Putzle. I'm sure some conglomeration of those words may be helpful.
Love,
Jonathan