Tatteredleaf (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
paragraphs) wrote2008-04-15 09:14 pm
paragraphs) wrote2008-04-15 09:14 pm
my son's life is over (figuratively speaking)
Interestingly--I already had this subject line. Guess I thought his life was over before...now it REALLY is.
It is an odd thing. I have had this lj post up and empty for hours now, trying to think about something to write. I have lots to write about--a great deal in fact--but it is too much. And, much of it is too complicated to explain...or even want to explain. When, I wonder, did I lose the desire to share everything about my life? (looking back at how few posts I've made lately, guess it has been some time now).
Life is not bad, even though miles separate me from N again. Some good things we're working on (most importantly, getting N back here for his internship). Work is...work, and the pupsters are fine. (oh, good time to insert pics)
This would be Maddox, looking handsome:
And Shelby (now known as Nick's dog) cleaning her paw like she does:
They are great aren't they--except they won't stop playing tonight--in my room--grrr. And there is a skunk outside so I made them come inside, just in case.
Tomorrow--back to work. Ended up taking off today to deal with some issues regarding my son's habit of missing the bus, and thus school. He won't miss the bus again, because I'll be taking him again. He WILL survive this sophomore year, if it kills us both.
Daughter is leaving OU. She is not happy. Grades are good--it is the rest of it, and the fact that friends keep leaving. OU is quite good at snagging kids, but not keeping them, apparently. A pity, as we were so very sold on that school. Her b/f will be going to Auburn.
Writing--mostly at Seaside, but even there not much. Mostly, because of course Nick was here, and we traveled a lot. I've got those pictures on a disk at work--will bring them home tomorrow and provide some light picture entertainment, and post about some of what we did, who we saw. That'll be fun.
It is funny--I used to look forward to my quiet evenings alone. Since N left though, I've rather come to detest them. I like having N here. Right here, beside me, even if nothing is said...just here. (And his mum was worried I'd get aggravated with him? Uh, no).Guess that is why I'm watching so much X-Files. I've got to relearn how to be alone at night. Because until I do, I won't be able to turn off the X-Files, and if I don't turn off the TV, then I won't write. A vicious cycle, isn't it? I'm not sure I am quite ready to give that up. But I want to. I need to.
I've gotta find that happy writing place again--the quiet one. THAT's when the real magic happens--and where.
Wow--I wrote a post!
C--off to read A FEAST OF CROWS (still, yes I know...still reading it...)
It is an odd thing. I have had this lj post up and empty for hours now, trying to think about something to write. I have lots to write about--a great deal in fact--but it is too much. And, much of it is too complicated to explain...or even want to explain. When, I wonder, did I lose the desire to share everything about my life? (looking back at how few posts I've made lately, guess it has been some time now).
Life is not bad, even though miles separate me from N again. Some good things we're working on (most importantly, getting N back here for his internship). Work is...work, and the pupsters are fine. (oh, good time to insert pics)
This would be Maddox, looking handsome:
And Shelby (now known as Nick's dog) cleaning her paw like she does:
They are great aren't they--except they won't stop playing tonight--in my room--grrr. And there is a skunk outside so I made them come inside, just in case.
Tomorrow--back to work. Ended up taking off today to deal with some issues regarding my son's habit of missing the bus, and thus school. He won't miss the bus again, because I'll be taking him again. He WILL survive this sophomore year, if it kills us both.
Daughter is leaving OU. She is not happy. Grades are good--it is the rest of it, and the fact that friends keep leaving. OU is quite good at snagging kids, but not keeping them, apparently. A pity, as we were so very sold on that school. Her b/f will be going to Auburn.
Writing--mostly at Seaside, but even there not much. Mostly, because of course Nick was here, and we traveled a lot. I've got those pictures on a disk at work--will bring them home tomorrow and provide some light picture entertainment, and post about some of what we did, who we saw. That'll be fun.
It is funny--I used to look forward to my quiet evenings alone. Since N left though, I've rather come to detest them. I like having N here. Right here, beside me, even if nothing is said...just here. (And his mum was worried I'd get aggravated with him? Uh, no).Guess that is why I'm watching so much X-Files. I've got to relearn how to be alone at night. Because until I do, I won't be able to turn off the X-Files, and if I don't turn off the TV, then I won't write. A vicious cycle, isn't it? I'm not sure I am quite ready to give that up. But I want to. I need to.
I've gotta find that happy writing place again--the quiet one. THAT's when the real magic happens--and where.
Wow--I wrote a post!
C--off to read A FEAST OF CROWS (still, yes I know...still reading it...)
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You and I share a similar condition - there's lots going on, but how or why to share it? Blogging seems so useless sometimes - especially when all I want to share is a pic of the cat or a cool video I found. Sharing the rest is just...problematic. Not in a good/bad way - just in a way I can't yet put words to.
Big hugs, C - always happy to see that you're out there.
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Patrick finally completed his last two classes, so he will be getting his diploma as soon as they arrive at the school..
Now to get him a job. :/
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No doubt this is just a teenage phase and it too shall pass.
Anyhoo, since when does having an online journal obligate one to post every detail of every event and/or day in one's life? I don't recall reading that little clause anywhere in the fine print.
Are we supposed to feel guilty for having nothing we wish to share or say? Nope.
Will our friends be let down or feel abandoned if they don't read something in our journal that either qualifies as tabloid news, or a gem of wisdom? Nope.
If we don't post, is our life sooo uninteresting that it is in Kelly's words, "Over"? A resounding, NO.
Is LJ so important that any of us will die if we don't post? I'd say, no, but then someone would make the headline news with a suicide note claiming that as the reason. However, I know such a note will never have your name signed at the bottom.
Just a friend confirming what you already know.
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As for the son, my kid sister is going through the same thing - how hard is it to make these kids aware of the life they throw away by not taking school seriously!?
I'm such a hypocrite - doesn't hurt to not want her to follow in my steps, is it?
XOXO Glad you're smiling
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Look, just because I'm lame enough to post almost every detail of my day every day, doesn't mean you should be!