10 Things That I Look Forward To

Here is a list of things that I look forward to, or at least hope for, now that Lauren is getting settled in her new home in Bretagne (Brittany) and school is back in session:
  1. Nettl and I will be able to have a conversation without being interrupted.
  2. Less drama.
  3. The red sign on our bedroom door will actually mean something.
  4. The phone will ring considerably less.
  5. Quieter weekends and evenings.
  6. Less taxi-cabbing.
  7. Fewer "I, me, mine" monologues.
  8. On the weekends I'll be able to wake up and pee without waiting for 3 or 4 other people to get in and out of the shower.
  9. More time alone with Nettl.
  10. Next summer when Lauren comes home and the kids are home again.
Yeah, I know.


  1. Enjoy!

    This summer for the first time since I have kids, all four of them where elsewhere at the same time: one whole blessed month.
    To clean up the apartment.
    Just kidding.

  2. I love your photo sets, by the way. It would never occur to me to notice pink on a rainy day, for example. Must be why I'm a musician and not a photographer.

  3. I am so ready for a break! This last year has been pretty intense!

  4. I read your description next to your profile and I swear it could have been sucked from myhead at 4am this morning.
    I told my husband yesterday that sleeping is a waste of time. It was 5 am and after my rant he demanded I get in to bed and go to sleep. I did and it took me one hour to fall asleep and I only slept 3 hours. I find life to exciting and too short to sleep it away!

  5. I'm very fortunate in that Nettl understands that I'm a night person and cannot, will not, change. She wouldn't want me to anyway.

    When we had everyone at home there were no fewer than 7 people in the house and sometimes 8. Late night was the only time that I got to delve into my work, which is writing and composition and which demand stretches of time with no interruptions or noise. Now, staying up is a habit more than anything, but one that I nurture and protect. My sanity depends on it!

    Thanks for the comment!

  6. I wouldn't know why I notice these things, but in the case of "pink in the rain" I challenged myself to find more pink objects after I noticed the bike. Shallow breathing keeps one alive, but taking a deep breath every now and then is more exhilarating (I am not a "photographer", btw, only a flaneur with a camera *g*).

    I have already as a child driven my parents to exhaustion because I loved to stay up late. When the kids were small, it was the only way to have some uninterrupted time. Well, I simply cannot fathom living without the late hours.
    Do you know Margaret Attwood's poem In the Secular Night?

  7. I would love to be able to be a night owl again. I used to work nights, and I loved it. Now I have a regular 8 to 5 day job. I love the job, but miss the flexibility that the night shift gave me.

    BTW Merisi, I too visited your "pink rain".
    Love it!!
    Let me know if you do "purple haze". It's my favorite colour.


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