Happy new decade for that matter! It's hard to believe. What will we call this decade? We've had the 80's, 90's, then the 00's (never really knew what we called that one either) and now the...'tens'? or the 'teens'? Hmm, surely there has been or will be a segment on NPR about that. As a former child of the 70's and 80's...2010 still sounds so, so...futuristic, to me. Hearing that number in Sister Marie's 8th grade classroom, I envisioned us all flying around in cars by now, getting our dinner from our own personal kitchen vending machines. But here we are, still schlepping around on the ground in our gas powered cars.
Speaking of schlepping and cars...the old girl Subaru just did not want to go this morning! She seemed to mirror Bek and I, on the second day back to school after break...we did not want to go either. We had two glorious weeks of sleeping in and no schedule and it's been tough getting back. And of course, the thought that always pops in my head during every moment such as this (and pretty much every moment, period)...how about doing this with a newly adopted 12ish month old? I mean the waking up (whine, i don't want to get up!), the getting ready (hurry up, brush your teeth, we're gonna be late!), the search for the missing glove (no you can not wear just one!), the getting boots on and tromping out (why do we live in cleveland again?!) to the freezing cold car.
I am up for the challenge though, and can't wait to add him/her to our lives! If the Bek Experience has taught me anything, it's that 1. you can't really prepare for it (but oh you can try), you need to just do it, and 2., it will be so much more amazing that you can even imagine.
I have put a good dent in paperwork but need to keep at it. Signing off!