Last night as I was cozy on the couch reading a historical fiction tale of Marlene Dietrich I realized I had not written anything. So much for writing every single day. Couldn't even muster up two days in a row. Aiming instead for twice today. They don't have to be majorly insightful, but I just want them to be.
I tried to write out the Christmas card letter yesterday. Starts off with some really big highs -- lead in the school play, Iceland, seeing "Hamilton," but quickly falls into Don needing a new job and having open heart surgery. Hoping to find a way to change this downward spiral. Fortunately he can drive again, which gives him mobility and a sense of purpose. Hoping he sends out more resumes next week. Only sending out one or two each week will make it harder to land the right job. Surprised he has not heard from the interview he had two weeks ago -- the one that sounded really excited, but needed to wait until after Thanksgiving to me an offer. The one he didn't want to accept, but as more time passes probably would be willing to accept. Must remind myself he still has three months left on his severance package. But then what?
Ashley had a sleepover with one of her new friends. Her mom seems lovely. It feels like a new world. Glad to see she is making some good friends.
Guess that is enough for now.
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