D -- I'm so happy for you that your reception back to work has been so warm. While my co-workers are very different people from me, I will always treasure how supportive they have been. We don't socialize much - witness my inability to get them out dancing! - but their general warm caring has really helped smooth some of the worst parts of this year so far. They are one definite part I'm going to miss when I start at the University this fall!
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Is that where you're from originally?
Well, if originally is four generations or more ago, then yes. My mother's family came over on the Mayflower and via other routes pre-Revolutionary War, and the one constant for a number of generations now has been someone living in Vermont. My immediate family, though, has never lived there. My mom's family moved around - my granddad was a nuclear physicist - and she spent her teen and college years in the Midwest. My dad's family is from other stock and came and settled in the Midwest late 19th, early 20th century. I am, despite my childhood convictions otherwise, thoroughly Midwestern in terms of where I was raised. STILL, we do have family in VT - my aunt and her second husband - and that is still the emotional center for that side of my family.
(H&me lived in VT for 3/4 year when we were first married. It was wonderful, and then we moved to upstate NY for grad school and the next six years.)
Do you ever wonder if anyone might read your posts and figure out who you are from the info you post? I get a bit paranoid like that at times - I tell everyone my history so it wouldn't be hard for someone to guess it's me, I keep thinking. Then I wonder what I'm worrying about.
H & me talked today briefly. It was cordial - not just reserved and distant or guarded. Maybe the darkness is working a bit; or maybe my own centering is helping. I'm not throwing parties yet, but I'm cautiously happy that he seems to be lowering the defenses a little.
Hope you had a good day today! Cheers - A
Oh, and the anal gland thing ... well, it's just what it sounds like. They get filled at times and have to be emptied - a yucky, smelly job that I gladly pay the vet to do!
