Our
family vacation in the arctic tundra of Quebec was awesome, but ever
since our return, we've literally hit the ground running. I've been
working evenings, A has school every day, and both kids have hockey
practice for most of the week. Sprinkled in there are early morning
practices which can be particularly brutal when I have to work well
into the evening, sometimes around midnight, and then I have to wake
up around 4:00AM to get the fire going and head off the rink. Talk
about hardcore, I sure as heck didn't ask for this. Adding to all the
fun is my back injury, which not only makes it hard to sleep, but it
makes it hard to be awake, as well. I can only find relief in the
times in-between.
I
shouldn't complain, I'm grateful for the chance to get some work done
and make the phat paycheck, but it reminds me that our lives are a
little crazy and I wonder why exactly that's the case. It's crazy to
think that at one time we did the farmer's market. Work has the
fringe benefit of bringing home a treat or two from the various
events, so we've been doing okay on the dining front. Also, ski
season is almost upon us and we're excited to make the most of the
some other perks of my job.
Being
busy is not a bad thing, but it does seem to prolong the healing
process for my back, which is significant when you heat with wood
because every couple of days requires a reasonably strenuous trip out
to the woodpile. I will say this - I'm sure glad we split all the
wood we'll need for the winter. I'm not sure I have the time to split
it, not to mention wield a maul with my condition the way it is.
Until
the next time, thanks for reading, and thanks to archidream for the pic.
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