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I’m in my office with the sun streaming in over my left shoulder.  I have cold iced coffee and I’m feeling calm.  We’re on round two and last night was day ten.  I don’t much talk about the mumbo jumbo of it all and this time around I’m rather calm and passive. I’ve finally come to terms with the idea that what will be will be.  Things at work feel shakey and there’s been a lot of change and departure, and that always is cause for unease.  But again, what will be will be.  I don’t know how it is that I’m handling these things with a sense of stresslessness instead of restlessness…except to say that I’ve been through far worse in my life and this feels little, small..compared.

I have an assignment due on Monday that I’ve been thinking of starting all week. It’s like a nagging hangnail…I need to just rip it.

Everything else is quiet.  Truly and internally.  I feel quiet.  I rarely feel like writing here anymore.  My creative outlets are sapped by being in school.  I know from past experiences that they come and go and while they are on vacation I haven’t worried about maintaining here.  There’s not much to report.  Life is good.  It’s calm and sweet and smooth.  I’ve been reading a lot and planning to sit down and write about what I’m reading but it never feels pressing and so my to do list on those types of things grows.

The kid is good, the dog is good, the husband is good.  It’s all good.