I don’t know why January 1 is so special. It’s rather inconvenient in a lot of ways. Cold and dark (at least up here on the 45th parallel) and while a few resolutions might be enough reason to keep some from ending it all the true "new beginning" is always the beginning of the school year.

I took a little break today in the midst of a giant battle in the war of The Great DeClutter of 08 to realize that one year ago today, YM moved out. Yesterday JMC moved in. Tomorrow SrBP will move in. It’s been an entire year since I’ve had people here when the boys were gone.

Two years ago today, I started my unit of CPE (see the tab above) and that last semester of being plowed up emotionally. At the end of that semester, I had finished Christmas at a healthy church, my divorce was finalized and I was on the verge of starting contracting work with my friend LN.

Three years ago today I was in the depths of the cavern that was divorce and depression. I wasn’t blogging regularly back then so I don’t have a post closer than Aug 10 to point to.

And four years ago, I was starting my last year of graduate school. Still oblivous of the precipice I would fall over in a few short weeks.

So much ground in so few years. To look back and see the tragectory, see those mile markers fading into the distance, is to stand amazed that time, while not fixing all, at least heals it. Or maybe scabs it over.

I’m actually not as melancholy as this post sounds. It’s crazy around here, not only at Chez Journey, but all over the Twin Cities. I’m afraid to go to IKEA because I know I’ll run into all the RNC people who have been given a free day what with the reduction of the RNC agenda. I’m incensed by the advanced raids on protesters which somehow seem heavy-handed and fascist to me. I’m incensed by the choice of Ms. Palin, which says to me that the RNC handlers thinks women are just interchangable sets of parts. And that we are by and large stupid enough to vote for her just because we have the same parts. My hope is that that didn’t work for Geraldine Ferraro (whom I thought was a qualified choice) and I really hope it won’t work for this PTA president (whom I think is uniquely UNqualified.) I’m incensed that people are complacent enough, even now, to fall for this kind of stunt. I’m incensed that John McCain actually thinks he has any business making a photo-op appearance in the hurricane aftermath.

I should go for a walk/run today. I’ve slacked off of my exercise for too many days and while I don’t miss it like I miss food, I do find my mind going to it more frequently than I ever thought I would. I just need to make that leap from thinking the "should" to doing.

I’ve done so many loads of laundry in the last three days and still there is a mountain of blankets and sheets as well as all sorts of things that can’t be hung on the line

And I know that I should have scheduled something fun for today, but I didn’t. I need to get back to scheduling fun into my life and my life with my boys.

It’s  all of that and more is in my head today.

All while I’m laboring away, trying to get ready for the onslaught of chaos that descends on us tomorrow. Because I KNOW that if I take it too easy today, I will pay for it the rest of the week and possibly the whole month.

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