It's been almost two weeks since my last post, but I have plenty of legitimate excuses. V and I have been having a blast, visiting my parents (mostly a blast, some awkward moments), and then skipping around the city we hope to live in after she graduates.
Now that it's back to the rush of work, I can procrastinate by blogging! V is off to her first day at her new school, for her second semester of interning; I am back to writing about boring topics, but doing so from the comfort of my robe and my couch. I'm so thrilled to be able to have a mobile job, where I don't have to stress about finding one when we move.
I'm watching Kali once if not twice per week, for this semester, but otherwise staying pretty away from kids. I've reached the point of just being done. V and I watched Bug and Andrew on Saturday, and both came away with a sense of "This chunk of life needs to end." We just aren't invested anymore. Now with Kali, she's my baby. There's no denying that. But most everyone else...
I'm almost disturbed by how easily I separated from Patrick and Lilly. V says that just means it was time; I think I believe her. I need to go over there and pick up my house key (they checked on the cats while we were gone), and I don't want to. I think I just want to be done. Which doesn't bode well for the fact that I'm watching them for 2 days in two weeks. Sigh.
Okay, to my real writing! Or...to snuggle a cat, or something.