Soundtrack: Illinoise (Sufjan Stevens)
Reading: Jesus Calling (Sarah Young) & Bird by Bird (Anne Lamott)
The bus is our primary mode of transportation when going into City Centre. When we lived here before, we took the train into town, riding fast along the sea. But now we're bus people, on the upper deck for the better view.
Every street sign and most building signs are bilingual. Irish is still the "first language" of Ireland, but English is the primary language for most of the country. I am terrible at pronouncing Irish words, but you do find yourself getting used to seeing them everywhere and using them occasionally.
Most sidewalks/footpaths have a pedestrian side and a cycling side. This is great for me as I'm incapable of walking straight, or figuring out which side of the road or path I'm supposed to walk on.
Fact: I do my best work by the sea. With coffee.
Ok, now here is where my day lost the plot. Imagine it's filled with speed-walking, frantic phone calls to a friend who serves as our school emergency contact, waiting for buses, and an usually quiet afternoon while we all cooled off. Don't worry. No children were permanently scarred in the making of this day.
At bedtime, Jack had to do some emergency surgery on E's lego ice dragon.
How I end my day, every day, under those bright curtains with a snoring Asher by my side.
And there you go. About 2/3 of my day. I skipped all meals as I have a general "no pictures of food" policy (with one french exception) and our kitchen is usually overrun by three small people and a LOT of crumbs under the table. Besides, I usually default to coffee anyway (see above).
If you blog, do you have a day in the life post? Link below, or tell me: what do your days usually consist of?
My "usually days" have become something completely other than they were for the past 12+ years. This is somewhat freeing - the lack of schedule, embracing an as-life-happens-go-with-the-flow sort of day. But I find myself hoping a schedule for the unscheduled becomes apparent soon. My new usual day involves catering to a newborn's whims of sleeping (or lack of) and eating (which is why I'm up at 430am CDT today)...and the occasional nap.
ReplyDeleteOh, Tricia, I remember those days... and the way your world suddenly stops, readjusts, and starts spinning the other way round. Praying for you right this second, my sweet friend. And, if you can, enjoy those moments where she eats peacefully and it's just the two of you in the universe. Love you!
DeleteThanks for your encouragement! Love you too!
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