Well, as usual, August has taken me to task.
My dad's longtime (30 plus years) secretary was found dead August 2nd. Total surprise. Went to that funeral.
School started for Cole on August 2. While he was so excited to start and has done EXTREMELY well (he is doing his homework. ALL of his homework!!!), there is high free-floating anxiety with the college decision looming over his head. And so he is piddling with the applications.
Matthew finished up his tree-cutting job. No injuries to speak of. Huge praises for that. He is back at college, and we are back to hoping for a really strong academic showing in calculus which he had done extremely poorly in last fall.
Work is bizarrely crazy with machine downloading and machine problems that we have never had before. I feel like I have been fighting with everyone to get back on track, to fix, to get their job done so that I can do mine.
And then, last Friday, Don's dad died.
Don spent the week in Decatur, Il to help with the funeral arrangements and possibly work on getting his parents' home ready to sell. Cole and I spent the week here, feeling blue. Friday was the funeral. Saturday we drove home. I am suffused with sadness of a truly weird kind.
August.
I hate this month and and I still have a week to go.
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