It's Cool Outside!

If I could sing, I would sing that--the weather has changed, it's cool outside. I've had the windows open all night and it feels wonderful in here. At one point during the night, I had to get up to go get a blanket. A blanket! You know the weather has changed when I have to get a blanket to be able to sleep comfortably. And joy of joys, I'm not working today. Truly, my cup runneth over. Cool weather, a day off, and the bed gone from my bedroom. I'm going to get my bedroom back, I'm going to get my bedroom back, I'm going to get my bedroom back! Yes, I love my daughters more than anything in this world, and they are each and every one of them more important than all the bedrooms and all the privacy in all the world, but I'm greedy--I want my lovely girls AND privacy. Coffee, then a shower, and then time to get to work.

Family drama: CousinP's wife was due two weeks ago. This baby apparently got wind of what a cold, cruel world it can be and decided it didn't want to join us. Finally, things started to happen yesterday, but as of right now there is no more news. Even once things got moving, that baby didn't want to cooperate. I hope all is well. CousinP is only a year younger than I, but waited much longer to start a family. He and his wife have a two-year-old and then this baby. The thought of starting out at our age is mind-blowing to me--I'm so glad to be so close to finished with all that--but that is the way CousinP's life has worked out.

KidThree continues to work at her schoolwork like I've not seen for ages. Thank goodness for developing maturity and determination. She spent three or four hours on homework last night, with me available for the second half of that to help with the algebra. Math is easy to help with because it doesn't change with the years and has no fashion. It just IS. Thirty years after my high school, you still have to combine like terms and isolate variables and then determine the value of x.

No news still from KidTwo. She had better get to an internet cafe soon. I'm finding myself checking the international news to make sure there is nothing unsettling going on in that country. So far, all seems calm, but I had better hear something soon or I'll embarrass the heck out of her by contacting the embassy. Another relative, CousinS, has worked for the state department for years and years and taught me how to use the embassies back when KidOne and KidTwo were children and traveling alone internationally. Cousins can be such useful people sometimes.

In all seriousness, I am sure KidTwo is fine--she is surrounded by enormous numbers of relatives, most of whom know her personally and all of whom know her by sight (she does stand out a bit down there). I just want to hear her voice, in my ear or in print. Withdrawals are starting to set in. I wonder if CousinP fully understands what is in store for him in the years to come? He can't. No one can ever truly understand until they've lived it. CousinP, your life is over and the life you are living now is ruled by your children. When they are fine, you will be fine, and when they aren't, you aren't. The Borg has got you now. Surrender peacefully, it hurts less.

That is it for this morning. One more cup of coffee to refuel the tank and then I'm off. The bedroom awaits.

A