Journal Entry Wednesday, January 18, 2006

I resumed my studies this month and the class is going well. I'm the only one in it, so I get pretty decent attention without tons of pressure. It's a reasonable study load and is helping me to focus on my thesis, so it's good.

S23 and family have purchased their first home. They will be moving in a couple of weeks, so I'll head up to help them move <again! >. I hope they stay in this place for a bit! This will make their 4th move in less than 2 yrs.

Things are well with D26 and family too. Both babies are growing like weeds and I find myself missing them if I don't see them about once a month. It's hard to believe they are 6 and 7 months old already!

I've signed another year's lease on the rental with my 2 gf's. I think it's best, considering plans with SO hinge on his D15 growing up and graduating. Just over 2 yrs to go on that front!

Things have simmered down a bit at work, too, thank goodness! I don't mind pressure and stress at work b/c I love my job, but 30 hrs in by Wednesday close of business makes for a very long week, especially when I worked over the weekend!

Last night we had a farewell party for my boss. She's the one who recruited me to the department, and I'm sad to see her go, but happy for her new opportunities. She and her hub are relocating to the Pacific NW, and it seems like a good move for them.

Initially I had invited SO to come to the party, but it became apparent to me yesterday afternoon that it really was not a y'all come thing for spouses. I told him that, and he said he was fine about it (he really sounded like he was), especially since he's on dad duty right now. However, just as I was walking into the restaurant/pub, he pulled into the parking lot! Now mind you, this isn't a place SO normally hangs out at. He said he just wanted to come to be near me. He hung out in the bar area and had a beer or two while I was in the back party room.

It was odd, and I'm not sure what to make of it. But I'm not going to get myself bent trying to figure it out. I'm going to chalk it up to his jealousy, although he in no way seemed mad or negatively jealous. He just gets that way sometimes. I think to some degree it is a reflection of his insecurities, and I honor those. Well, I'm not sure "honor" is the right word, but I recognize they are there and I am careful to take care of them. Does that make sense?

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