Beginnings and Ends

With the start of the new year Joseph and I have gotten into our new apartment here in Littleton. We can walk to down town Littleton and to the train so we like that, especially since our goal is to be a one car family soon. May the old Honda Civic fall into the hands of a deserving high school kid with a few hundred dollars in his pocket. There is still a small island of boxes in the living room, but the apartment is functional enough to make lasagna and take a shower. The dish washer of course doesn't work, but why would it right?

Work is going alright. I keep showing up five days a week and they keep giving me money every fourteen days, so that works out. Passion for glasses- not so high. Passion for pay check, healthy. I haven't given up hope of a real job--as soon as we are settled into our new home, I plan to get back on the job hunt pronto.


My Papaw passed away yesterday. It is so strange. You know something is going to happen and you know that it is one of the most utterly natural things that happens on this Earth- but then it happens to someone you love, who used to carry gum balls in his pockets and make everyone laugh and it suddenly becomes incomprehensible. It doesn't feel unfair or tragic, he grew old living a happy life with a woman that he loved- so why can't I get it through my thick skull?
Loving people makes you vulnerable, but it is simply worth it.