Matt got home at 8am today. I worked from home to spend a little bit of time in the same vicinity as him before he jets off again to an event at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. Even though he's not home much, he's getting a breather from his usual routine, which isn't as exciting (trust me). Starting off the year with some fun events is good for his state of mind, and therefore, mine.
Although not as exciting, but equally as relieving, I am so close to having another 35 page report out the door. There's a smattering of snow outside. Not enough for snowshoeing but I'll take it. Classes are up and running, and I got a nice email from one of my "former students". Am I really old enough to be a college instructor? Anyway, life is good for the moment and I'm taking a few moments to savor it while it lasts.
And because I never got around to posting this, here's a photo I snapped my first day home at Christmas. It's the street I frequented religiously when I was 14-16 years old, complete with an arcade, a store with lots of band t-shirts and political t-shirts on the walls (Remember my 'Stop Acid Rain' t-shirt? The one with the stop sign with its paint melting off?), and a shoe store with a rainbow of Chucks to choose from. Black low tops and green high tops in my case.
It was really weird standing there as an adult, thinking about the possibility (however remote) of centering the next 4-5 years of my life around a certain academic building right there on the corner. To someone who has been "a long time gone" for 10 years now, it was unnerving. But luckily, when I walked out of that building, there was a very unusual Christmastime rainbow to remind me that whatever happens with this moving home uncertainness, it will be all right.
Some years you get the expected...other years, you just go with what life throws at you.