Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Oooops.

Somone reminded me at the park yesterday that I am supposed to be blogging everyday this month. Guess I forgot.

Putting a reminder in my Things now.....

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Regret Management

Often in making decisions Bill and I like to ask ourselves this question, "Is this a choice we'll regret having made 20 years from now?" We try to peer into the future in a attempt to understand the long-term implications of our actions, hoping to think clearly about all aspects of the choices we are making. We call it "Regret Management."

Sometimes it seems like a useful perspective for decision making, sorting the true mountains from the mole hills. Recently, though, I've been noticing that life isn't that tidy. Hindsight isn't really 20/20 because we can never clearly see what might have been on the road not travelled.

Will I ever regret being married to Bill? No. But having the phd in Medieval French Literature and teaching at the college level might have been really cool.

Will I ever regret the 9 month RV trip around the country with my husband? No. But the long-term investment of that large chunk of change we frittered away buy to the rig and support ourselves for that 9 months would come in handy right now.

Will I ever regret having kids? No. But living the free, easy and adventuresome life of a childless couple could have been very fulfilling.

Will I ever regret moving south to a neighborhood that looks more like our family and supports who each of us is? No. But I sure miss the lovely custom remodeled home and the ease of living in it that we left behind.

Will I regret adding a new baby to our family? I can't possibly think so. But life with our almost big kids is getting to be so fun and easy and full of possibility.

I don't know how to choose what's next because I don't think there is a "right" answer. Heck, I'm not even sure there is a best answer. What if just possibly I could live to always long for the life I didn't choose?

Maybe regret isn't something we can ever manage just learn to be friends with.






Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Frame It!

This evening, getting out of the car on a quick run to the grocery store, I noticed 2 twenty-something guys walking through the lot. He and his friend both watched me help Theo out of the car (we were pretending we were thieves come to get secret hidden jewels aka ice cream).

A few steps past our car, Theo and I ran into someone I haven't seen in quite a while and stood in the lot and chatted. After a while (or a lifetime, if you asked Theo), the child and I managed our way into the store in search of the promised ice cream.

The 2 twenty-somethings were just checking out, and one guy stared at me again. I spent a few seconds wondering if I was supposed to know him and then moved on to choosing ice cream flavors.

When I got back to the car, guess what I found slipped through the window onto my passenger seat?

555-915-8425
CALL ME
(actual phone number changed)

What a HOOT! In red sharpie and everything! I can't remember the last time someone made a pass at me, never mind slipped me their phone number. And this is a first from someone who probably started preschool the same time I graduated from high school.

I think I'm going to frame it and hang it in my office.



Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Sunday, August 2, 2009

August NaBloPoMo: Tomorrow

This month's theme for NaBloPoMo is Tomorrow. Sounds interesting. And I don't plan to travel this month. Let's give it a whirl!

Tomorrow Theo participates his first baseball camp. At Rijo Athletics, it comes highly recommended. Of course, that always seems to mean far from our house. I'm sure we'll enjoy the hour long commute there talking all about the funny facts of baseball. And back, too.

Tomorrow Rosie, chauffered by Bill, will delight in a morning of other children for her second week of sports camp at Arena Sports (which is also highly recommended, but surprisingly only 15 minutes from our house). She's thrilled.

Tomorrow I'm working on the list of things that I've been feeling anxious about: detailed planning for the Not-Scouts Camp I'm hosting for some of our homeschool friends in a few weeks, processing the 108 messages languishing in my in-box, seeing where we're at with our homeschool budget and maybe reading a book!

Tomorrow afternoon we may just make it to a planning meeting for a babysitting coop. Wouldn't that be a great topper to the day?

What are you doing tomorrow?