That reminds me, there is a guy named July in Lonesome Dove. What a seriously great movie.
I got a full time job. I love it. And hate it.
I love it because it is 5 minutes from home in the most beautiful building on Washington Avenue overlooking the rolling hills of the national cemetery. And because I'm working for a generous man of high integrity. I can walk to the square for lunch. Call me.
I hate it because I'm having a hard time trying to figure out how to do my regular life at the same time. Well, I didn't like my regular life all that much anyway. After Dad died in September, Katie got engaged in October, 3 big birthdays, our anniversary and 2 major holidays in November and December, wedding stuff non-stop until April 25th, Weston is diagnosed with leukemia...the aftermath was not so good. May and June were restless times of not knowing what to do with my hands.
So, now I have something to do. And I'm getting paid to do it. Which is nice. If you're married to a builder. And I am.
I haven't had my feet in the sand this summer. And sometimes I have a bad attitude and forget to look on the bright side. Sue me.