Do you ever feel like life is passing you by? That exciting stuff is happening to everyone else, but somehow is skipping over you? Well, that’s the way I’ve felt for the past few months.
Everyone in my family is starting something new and exciting this month:
Next week the Obnoxious One begins university in Ontario. Can’t believe he got in, can’t believe he’s old enough to go, and can’t believe my baby’s leaving home and moving halfway across the country!
The Demon Child starts a new high school next week. Despite doing really well at her last school (she pulled her average up 20% and really got her act together), she wanted a change. Nothing we said or did could change her mind. (and I mean nothing!!!)
The Original Obnoxious One just started a new job this past month, after 27 years with the last organization. And he detests change! While this was a very positive move, it was extremely stressful for all involved.(and yes, especially me)
Even the poor dog went through massive change – ongoing health problems resulted in the loss of her left eye in early summer.
And me? I’ve been holding everyone’s hand through their trials and tribulations as any good mom would do. I’ve listened for hours to the same concerns, arguments, highs and lows of each.(and yes, even the dog – she was VERY vocal after her surgery) I’ve worried, I’ve stressed and I’ve screeched from time to time.
What else did I do? Well, I did write my very first novel – it’s a middle grade fictional story – and I sent it out to several publishers in the spring. I’ve received two rejections, but there are still a few more submissions floating around out there.
So now I have to wait.
Since I’m not very good at waiting, I decided in the meantime that I wanted to do something exciting also. I figured I needed a new project, a new raison d’etre…
So what did I do? I got a new puppy – the most adorable, infuriating, sweet, stubborn, smart little ball of fluff you ever saw.
Only problem is that after 10 years I’ve forgotten how much work a puppy can be – the housebreaking, the training, the teething, the housebreaking …
Next time, please just shoot me.