i'm standing in the kitchen washing dishes.
"what do you know?" he says.
"i know i like it when the dishes are done. i know there's new coffee in the cupboard that i can't wait to try in the morning."
"i think you're very disciplined for not making a pot tonight," he says.
"i want to sleep well tonight," i say.
"and i know i'm going to finish a blog post this evening," i say.
i know i'm looking forward to quiet and space . . .
i thought i was going to have some on friday afternoon . . . b + m + i left for the gym. i put n in the pack and play. turned on some music. started to upload photos and write.
and then, in the door they came. nothing for them to do at the gym today.
so i played music they wanted to hear.
and later, sent them outside. i wish i was out with them, but i have a baby here and it's below zero.
and then i went out to take a picture of them. because they are awesome.
back inside, i was looking at pictures on flickr. found this one and got all teary. i miss zoe.
kind of getting into a groove . . . and the door opens. she says he is stuck in the tunnel. i go pull him out.
i feel pulled. i want to be with them. i want my space for my own thoughts.
i guess i'm going to get some space.
starting on tuesday. hmmm . . .
i'm partly excited, partly aprehensive . . .