The Dynamic Duo

Has my life ever changed! It used to revolve around UltraDad’s work schedule, and mostly involved meals: make sure his breakfast and supper are ready on time and pack his lunch every day (or night). When he worked days, I got up with him at 5:00 A.M.
Now he lives 80 miles away and, presumably, takes care of his own meals. And I haven’t actually cooked a meal since he left.
I think he is really enjoying his job, and I think he is enjoying living in a more remote area. I think he’s plowing snow tonight. People ask me if I’m “moving to Ruby Valley”. People ask me if he “usually comes here on weekends.” I tell them we haven’t been doing this long enough to have a “usually.” And no, I do not plan on moving to Ruby Valley, at least not now. Truth to tell, I have no idea what I would DO there.
But enough about UltraDad; what is going on in MY life, you ask? I am nearly done with my first semester of “back to college.” I have really enjoyed Poli Sci and have muddled through online Music. I’ll let you know the final verdict after finals next week. I had tea in the cafeteria after our last onsite class today with Peggy, a fellow student who is nearly my age. It was so interesting; our lives parallel each other’s in so many ways. Both of us were returning to school and had originally gone for 1 1/2 years. Both had 4 kids nearly the same ages. We exchanged emails and phone numbers, and I hope we will keep in touch.
I am trying to catch up on my routine end-of-the-year medical procedures. Wednesday I had a fun colonoscopy and will have the mammogram next week. The colonoscopy, my first ever, was actually not too bad, and the results were unremarkable, which is good.
I am still working at the prison store 4 afternoons a week. We just got in some new frozen products: Cheeseburgers, Polish Sausages, Eggrolls and Ranch Dip, so that is very exciting for all concerned.
I have decided to take a Certified Nurses Aid class next semester to see if nursing might possibly be a good career choice for me.
Mostly, the ‘boys’ and I are adjusting to being alone. There is definitely more time to be self indulgent, which I am. And more time to self reflect, which I do. And more time to get things done, which, at least for now, I am not. But I am trying to get back to posting. Perhaps the rest will follow.

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