*opens eyes* *blinks repeatedly*
I'm typing next to a bed piled with folded laundry, with Baby J next to me, playing with binder clips. She's into counting these days, all the way up to eleven, and she'll count the same five binder clips until she makes it all the way up the sequence, only for her to start over.
I love it. She is the epitome of rest. She is the reminder of what November wasn't.
November was nuts ya'll.
I took a trip back ho...to California, I mean. It was a bittersweet trip, saying goodbye to my high school home. I hadn't been back to live there since 1998, but I hung on to that residence as the anchor, the link back to San Francisco, the city of my heart. But by the new year, it will belong to someone else, my parents off to explore this new stage of their life: retirement.
I came back in time for Thanksgiving, to my family who I missed like mad. Letting go of a part of my life drew me to them even more than I imagined it would. I cooked with so much ferver that I was the whirling dervish of my normal self (which is crazy, if you know me in real life).
And then of course, there was NaNoWrimo, which I won, amazingly. While on my trip, I didn't write. At All. And I came back with merely days to complete the first draft of my WIP that I was dying to get on paper.
I read the first few pages and I must say, it's not the full of suck that I thought it would be. But I've put it aside for at least a week. I've been beta reading and salivating over my critique partner's work to purge my brain so I can revise with new eyes. But, I love this manuscript already.
Hubby and I celebrated our 15th anniversary. These are my first rings, my size 5 1/2's. Needless to say, they can't even pass through my knuckles, they're so tiny. He picked these rings with his baby (2nd) Lieutenant salary, bought in cash. I used them until I had my second babe, when my fingers decided to fatten permanently. I wear other rings now, but these are my most precious.
It took until today, the fifth of December, to recover from November. Not necessarily from all of the activities, all of you are just as busy and you all know that life just goes on and on. But it was from all of the accepting, the understanding, the moving on, the appreciating, even the winning. It was almost overwhelming, and in my usual vicious Type-A cycle, I couldn't add enough to my plate to get all of the energy out of me.
Maybe I should change the title to November AND December owned me. :)
I hope you guys have been doing well!