Some work drama today, but I’m dealing with the scenario surprisingly well. I don’t think it’ll keep me up all night. Maybe the fact that I’ve addressed this sort of thing before allows me to see the scenario as less of a stressor than in the past. I don’t mean to be cryptic, but I don’t want to go further than that with details. I feel a bit more grown up, a bit more leaderly, though.
Today was a good day, all around, I think. The temperatures passed sixty, easily, and a warm wind blew through town. I woke near eight, helped the boys get ready before they left for school, and opened up a few first floor windows. I love opening windows for the first time in the spring. I love the hope behind the gesture. I summarized an article for the dissertation, cleaned up some of the text, and decided to blow off work for a while and take Shadow for a walk. I bet we haven’t walked the neighborhood more than two or three times in the past few months. We cut through the woods, spotting four deer on the path near the creek. The deer gathered on the hill and watched us pass. The water, by the way, was loud and heavy with melted snow. I had to cross a few slippery patches of ice, especially near the shade. My phone rang, and I took a work call, which took away from the serenity some, I suppose, but I still enjoyed the walk. I ran into Chos downtown. We talked for a few minutes on the sunny side of the street while Shadow sat on the sidewalk. After I arrived home I ate a quick lunch before driving over to Blockbuster to drop off two films. I picked the boys and a neighbor girl up from school but discovered that T had an after school activity. I dropped S and the neighbor off at home, then drove back to pick up T. I didn’t mind. The day was gorgeous. T and I played football for a while in the back field while S and a friend walked way back in the forest, searching for rabbits. N walked with them as well, wearing his bike helmet. My kids are great. After dinner M and the boys hung out with the neighbors again while I played pinball. I just realized I haven’t watched television at all today. Weird. We silent read on the porch for a while, although T wanted to chat more than anything, before the boys went up to bed. I told them a story, and we talked for a while before they fell asleep. I might read Gatsby for a while before I fall asleep.
I didn’t put any effort into finding a therapist today. Tomorrow. Good night.