Coffee in the Austin skyline mug, "Hurricane Party" by James McMurtry wafting in from the living room. I'm in the office. It's the first time I've sat at the desk in here in, oh, years I think. The morning and the week started with a bang. Fed the J, made her lunch and got her off to school. Put away the clean dishes, did the grocery shopping and put away the groceries, sorted the laundry and started the first load. Now it's almost 9:00 and I'm ready for work. I begin to see how my mother did all this every day--grim, focused determination. Hit the ground running and don't stop until you collapse in bed at night. There's a certain pioneer beauty to it--which is not to say I do not long for my spouse's return with every fiber of my being.
In addition to working in the office and hosting a pajama party sleepover for the J this weekend I also fired full loads in both big kilns Saturday and Sunday. For once on Monday morning I can say I am caught up--with everything except paperwork (taxes, invoicing, accounts payable, etc.). But the kilns are going to need a few hours yet to cool--I didn't get them started till 8:00 last night as they were still cooling in the early evening from Saturday's firings--so I have time to work on the paper mess. "Right Here Now" by James McMurtry plays in the background. That's me today. Right here now in the nest of papers.