2022 Restart?

In dogsledding races, there is often a restart. Sometimes it's due to trail situations, and in other cases, like the Iditarod, there's a ceremonial start and then a restart. I would take either, honestly.


The big physical thing bothering me right now is my broken wrist, which I got when I fell in a cross-country ski class the other night. For now it's splinted, hurts like a MF, and means I can't drive, type well, concentrate, or do much. I can't do yoga (it's the first thing I asked). I see a specialist this next week to see if I need surgery or not (which will likely affect spring break). So basically, it's a big bummer.


I also can't deliver B's girl scout cookies and it's cookie season. You can still order on her webpage and she and P will get them out to you ASAP, but there are, of course, "supply chain issues."

https://app.abcsmartcookies.com/#/social-link-landing/0204585e-8a7f-42ff-92ce-a36213e20277

I'm currently experiencing a couple of big shifts away from long-term clients, which makes me sad. You would think that some of the really exciting things happening with other clients would mitigate that, but that's not how life works, is it? It's losing money, but also identity, and it hurts.

My family is amazing, and I'm so glad I got a night away with P last weekend. But anyone will tell you that 8th grade is no picnic in general, and that's incredibly more true when your last year of "normal" school was 5th grade at a different school. Parenting a teen is hard, more so with all this going on (waves her one arm furiously), and though I have total love, faith, belief, and support in my kid I really don't know how to help. School is hard. The musical is hard. Friends are hard. All that stuff I said in March 2020 when we thought this would be a 2-week blow-over and how that would not affect mental health? I take it back.

I miss this little kitty we recently lost, a lot, even as it feels like we have too many animals.


And all THAT gives me remarkably little energy for local, national, or world issues. Or even to be a very good wife or friend. I'm sorry..

Do groundhogs get a re-start? Maybe I should just crime in a hole for a bit.

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