I tend to be very quiet when I don't have control of my life... and I don't have control.
It looks like our NYC experiment is almost over. The timing is wrong to continue... but it all hinges on someone else deciding to hire hubby and him accepting. We've been in this limbo for a couple of weeks.
After apartment hunting and getting rejected for some sketchy reasons (a conversation for later), I found a nice place to move to, but it is on hold until the decision is cemented.
As I emotionally separate from NYC, I also begin to realize that there are a lot of things I don't like... that are quite troubling indeed... also another conversation.
In the meanwhile, my kids are pretty much all grown up, and repopulating the nest. It dawns on my that big son won't be leaving for college in the fall... and as he re-arranges and cleans the basement, the realization that he will be around for a couple of years sets in.
The little woman is also planning to take over a second bedroom when she's done so as not to completely trash the one she has.
Hubby is cool with all of this. He adores his kids and loves having them near. Don't get me wrong. I adore them too... probably too much, but... I don't want to clean after people who are taller than me... and I don't want to cook for them more than 2x a month either. That's just how I feel.
I've got my own things now. A business, volunteer work, costuming. I'm busy and I like it.
So that's where I am.
Homeschooling seems so long in the past right now. Maybe I really should look into changing my blog name again.