Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Alive and Kicking

It's been so busy. A whole new brand of busy from studying and going to college busy. 45, 50, maybe more hours every week at the Y. Teaching fitness classes, wrangling volunteers, putting out fires, and never making it to the bottom of my to-do list.

And I am a mother. Half-time. It's odd to say that. "I'm a half-time mother." I met a new neighbor tonight and said it out loud. She looked at my oddly, but it's true. Half of my life is spent wondering what I'll feed them for dinner, hoping they aren't trashing the house, wishing they'd read a book or draw a picture or cook a meal, rather than play a video game. The other half of my life I'm able to rest easily, knowing their dad is taking pretty good care of them.

I'm a girlfriend too. Mark and I are still...yup...madly in love. That's all. I don't need to harp on it. It's as good as it gets.

So I think you're mostly caught up. Let's see what else...I said goodbye to Casa del Mar in late March. I found a great rental just a few blocks away that's a smidge smaller, but, dare I say, cuter? sweeter? She doesn't have a name yet. We're toying with The Cottage, though Audrey isn't sold on that. Emily thinks it should be The Lair, and that certainly conjures an image. Ike, well, he'd just as soon we live in a Rubik's Cube.

I'm quite happy in it. I've mostly stopped driving to the old house (it still happens when I'm really wiped after work or a workout). I whipped myself in a frenzy making it into a home. And it is. Much like Casa del Mar, it too hugs me when I enter. I hope others feel the love too.

Mark and I tackled a couple of marathons this spring. One in Nashville, and two weeks later, one in Brookings, South Dakota. Both were great experiences. The former, quite hot, and for me especially, rather slow. And the latter, well, I don't think either of us had washed the salt off our sunburned bodies before we began speculating what our next race should be. We settled on one that was well reviewed by our marathoner peers, in a cool climate, and soon enough that we could pretend that the 26.2 we'd run in Tennessee was a training run. We PR'd, and have already signed up for the Twin Cities marathon in October.

I still cook...now and then. It's not like it used to be. I often panic at about 4:00 when I realize I don't know what I'll make for dinner with the little I have in the cupboards. My shopping trips and become small and frequent -- a real time sucker, but seemingly the best I can do with what I have at the end of the day. I still claim my superpower is Making Lunch Out of Nothing at All. Sometimes I'm more super than others.

Oh, and in case you hadn't picked up on this by now...I'm alive.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Good to catch up on your life...hope you check this blog before July...I will be in town and want to have a lunch or something...probably not like last time =) libby

Jamie said...

Yea for being alive! I'm so happy things are going so well for you. And EXTREMELY jealous of your ability to run 2 marathons so close and PR in the second! I'd go ahead and add that to your list of super powers.

whoinsamhill said...

Very glad to hear you are still kicking and that you have not forgotten you are alive!