I’m back in Rapid. Claire is still sick and I needed to be here to care for her. Being out of town with a husband coming off of chemo and a sick child was a dumb idea. But I had to try.
My employer, Gold Pages Publishing, is still mulling over what to do with their newest employee. Obviously they are dazzled with my amazing talent, so I am hoping they agree to let me start work once Wayne is done with chemo – it coincides with when the Black Hills campaign (the process of advertising happens in cycles) starts this fall. That means I’ll be home every night. We’ll see what happens. So, if anyone made bets – I officially lasted 1 week and 2 days.
Get this: I’ve paid for 1 entire month of daycare and the kids used 4 days total. No refunds. Ouch!
Anyway, things should settle down. The kids and I will head to the pool, go to the park, and take care of things around here. Wayne will feel better that I am close enough to handle things – as he said, “now is not the time” – for change. For complications. For hardship.
That means we’re simplifying.
Simply holding each other tight and being grateful that we can. Everything else can wait.