Aug. 3rd, 2009 08:56 am
Return to Normality
"Probability factor of one to one. We have normality. I repeat, we have normality. Anything you still can't cope with is therefore your own problem." - Trillian/Tricia
Mom's now waiting to head back home at Logan and I'm in my cool and dark office doing the usual Monday/office/morning stuff, some of which includes work already- like email stuff.
Once again I observe that if we lived closer to each other, we'd not have to have these intensive long weekend visits that leaves everyone feeling a little wrung out. There might be something in the fact that Dad wasn't around this time, and he provides a zen effect since his preferred vacation activity is reading and drinking coffee. Come to think of it, it's not actually that different than what he does most of the time, just a different location/companions. So, mom and I DID stuff:
( the list )
How is it that the least planned day was the busiest? Oh, and if I let her have her way, we'd have removed the dead book shelf and disassembled it. I said no to that. Given all this activity I really am ready to have a nice quiet week at work where I can recover ;)
Observation 1: Mom was amused to note how many people were both at skating and at the theater on Saturday. Yup. We do stuff, our community- sort of all the time and with each other n' all.
Observation2: On the train ride in this morning she noted that I have my grandfather's build in my shoulders. ... Really? This sort of surprised me at first. Grandpa was a pretty powerfully built guy. I chalk part of it to just being a bit older and those sorts of resemblances become more distinct, but also the whole gym/lifting thing. It pleases me, and also sets my mind at ease that while I may be short and reasonably compact, I'm never going to be a waify-willowy person- EVER. The numbers on the scale will bear witness to it again this next annual exam, I'm sure. For once I may be zen/happy to be me and not someone else's idea of "normal."
Ongoing goal: I'd like to relax a bit more and try to be more in the moment when I'm with my parents, particularly Mom. I was battling rising hormones and sticky weather (coupled with insistence on cooking at home as much as possible) this time and it's tough to keep positive.It was an amazing and good visit overall, but now that she's headed home it's hard not to feel a bit sad. I do know, at least when I see her next, but still. We need to work on transporter technology and/or becoming independently wealthy so housing arrangements can be multiple and nearer.
Mom's now waiting to head back home at Logan and I'm in my cool and dark office doing the usual Monday/office/morning stuff, some of which includes work already- like email stuff.
Once again I observe that if we lived closer to each other, we'd not have to have these intensive long weekend visits that leaves everyone feeling a little wrung out. There might be something in the fact that Dad wasn't around this time, and he provides a zen effect since his preferred vacation activity is reading and drinking coffee. Come to think of it, it's not actually that different than what he does most of the time, just a different location/companions. So, mom and I DID stuff:
( the list )
How is it that the least planned day was the busiest? Oh, and if I let her have her way, we'd have removed the dead book shelf and disassembled it. I said no to that. Given all this activity I really am ready to have a nice quiet week at work where I can recover ;)
Observation 1: Mom was amused to note how many people were both at skating and at the theater on Saturday. Yup. We do stuff, our community- sort of all the time and with each other n' all.
Observation2: On the train ride in this morning she noted that I have my grandfather's build in my shoulders. ... Really? This sort of surprised me at first. Grandpa was a pretty powerfully built guy. I chalk part of it to just being a bit older and those sorts of resemblances become more distinct, but also the whole gym/lifting thing. It pleases me, and also sets my mind at ease that while I may be short and reasonably compact, I'm never going to be a waify-willowy person- EVER. The numbers on the scale will bear witness to it again this next annual exam, I'm sure. For once I may be zen/happy to be me and not someone else's idea of "normal."
Ongoing goal: I'd like to relax a bit more and try to be more in the moment when I'm with my parents, particularly Mom. I was battling rising hormones and sticky weather (coupled with insistence on cooking at home as much as possible) this time and it's tough to keep positive.It was an amazing and good visit overall, but now that she's headed home it's hard not to feel a bit sad. I do know, at least when I see her next, but still. We need to work on transporter technology and/or becoming independently wealthy so housing arrangements can be multiple and nearer.
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