I got back to Spackle Manor about an hour ago, which means I’ll turn four dozen in my own bed just before 5 tomorrow morning. I’m tired, sad, as contented as I could be with a situation with no possible happy endings, and about a dozen other things — the cost of life in a postlapsarian world. I feel like Frodo after returning from Mt. Doom and after the Scouring of the Shire. However, I have no intention of embarking from the Grey Havens anytime soon.
Instead, tomorrow, I’ll fix breakfast for the Spawn and hang out at my office and have lunch in the cafeteria. And Saturday, I’ll walk across the street and watch the Mondoville College football team. And maybe that’s how a new normal starts.
One foot in front of the other, Lovie. Your work in KY is done. No possible happy ending, indeed. But I think it turned out the best way it was going to turn out. Nothing else could be done. So carry on, live your life, and continue on your best path – as always………
A special best-wishes to The Spawn.
Sounds like good timing for the start of a new normal. I’ll say an extra prayer for you on your birthday.
Watch UK beat Florida !