This is my first blog post of the year. I'm not expecting to post many this year. Last year was a rebuilding year, and I used my corner of the web to try to sketch out a version of myself. I wrote pretty often about what I was doing to get on the right track.
I don't know if I'm on the right track, but it feels like I am at the moment. This year is about creating a new normal and getting better at everything I do. That's likely going to mean less introspective writing and more writing about things that are not me. Frankly, that's the way I want it.
I will periodically write about my exercise, or lack thereof. I'm having a difficult time balancing work, family and work while keeping exercise at the top of the list. I've had to let things go a bit, which means I have to find a way to make it happen, while also being flexible. I've set goals, but they are soft ones.
I've not been running since last Thursday. I've not been to the gym since Wednesday. Well, that's not true. I tried to go yesterday, but my two-year-old son did not want to go into the child care center, so I had to abandon that plan. Today I'm waiting for a phone call regarding some money Dominion Power owes me, and I'm preparing for a panel discussion I'm speaking on this evening.
I have to find a way to bring order to my life. I've been doing that all along for the last year, I suppose. A tremendous rift occured, things were thrown around, and now a new epoch is underway. The goal, I think, is to find a way to steer away from future disruptions.
This morning, I folded laundry and did the dishes while getting my kids ready for work. My biggest challenge each day is getting them out the door. I'm very used to being a single parent now, but that's not to say I'm efficient at it. I'll get there.
Now, I'm going to see if I can a quick exercise routine out of the way here in my house while I wait for that phone call.
Striking down the mundane and dastardly while retaining a certain obscure turn of phrase, denoting something elusive yet concrete.
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