After 2013 some people might find it surprising that my taste in podcasts can run quite dark, but it is what it is. I’ve listened to My Favorite Murder for a few years now. If you can’t stand salty language, please give it a hard pass and remember, to each their own, no judgment.
One thing that I love about the show is that they end each weekly episode on a high note. I like this idea, a lot. When I started this site, I used to do the Sunday Confessional and we would share how we screwed up as it related to Home-Ec.
But, there’s enough negativity in the world right now. I might revive it in the future, but not right now.
So, today, let’s find our hoorays and share them.
This is my seventh consecutive daily post. I haven’t been able to manage a stretch like that in years. Is it a trend? Is it a pattern? I don’t know; time will tell. For now, though, I’m not going to break that chain.
Next week, I’m on vacation from my day job. The big kids are still going to be on a hybrid school schedule, so we aren’t going anywhere, but Ray and I will focus on resting. We are NOT going to take on any big projects. Maybe we’ll take the little girls on some picnics. Here’s hoping that the weather cooperates and lets us enjoy some socially distant fun.
And my final hooray for this week. It has been wonderful hearing from so many of you. I really am doing ok. While for some, the pandemic slowed life down, our family didn’t fit that category. Ray and I both work remotely. When schools started for the older kids, I shifted my hours to 4 am-noon, so we only have a few hours overlapping to juggle the little girls. It’s only after adjusting to that routine of going to bed early enough to accommodate that schedule that I found the time and energy to begin writing again. I’m grateful for that and I am so glad that you cared enough to show up.
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