It is a traveling day here at the Shack.
Got a quick trip to take and I am a mixture of nerves and excitement. Feels strange to be leaving home to go home.
But I am excited to see my family and looking forward to playing with the dog.
Yeah, I mentioned the dog specifically because I speak with everyone else by telephone or Facetime and that furball doesn’t always respond when I am on camera.
He did lick the phone the other day, but I can’t say it is because he saw my face and heard my voice.
Had he smelled me I would be certain, but that didn’t happen and that is cool. I don’t think I am ready for smells via Internet.
What Part Am I Playing Today
Having made the big move for the job without the family has ensured that I get time to explore some of my roles more intently than I might otherwise do.
That is because when you go from living with people to not living with anyone you find yourself with an enormous amount of time to just sit around and think.
It is a double edged sword because it doesn’t take long for you to start to miss the chaos and confusion that comes along with the rest of the family.
And because you cannot help but think about how fast time goes and that your children don’t stop growing when you are not around.
My oldest is turning 16 this month which means it won’t be all that long before he is out of the house.
Doesn’t matter whether it happens at 18 or 21 because the reality is the bulk of our time living together has passed.
That is a bittersweet thought.
If I have done a decent job raising him he’ll go off and become a productive and self-sufficient member of society.
That is the goal and the hope.
My youngest is 12.5 and racing towards 13 as fast as she can go which I guess means we are around the halfway mark.
That is so damn surreal to me.
Go back 13 years and I have a toddler roaming around and negotiations about whether we are going to try for more than one more kid.
Go forward the same and I’ll be 60.
Sixty freaking years old and my kids will be in their twenties. I might even be a grandfather by then, though I am not pushing for that.
Let them have kids when they are married and ready.
So today I move back from playing the part of working stiff who traveled abroad to try and provide for his family to dad with kids in pocket.
That is pretty damn cool.
Just Click Your Heels
Can’t make like Dorothy and just click my heels so I have to finish packing in a moment because my flight is in about four hours.
I am hopeful it is an easy trip and that we don’t get stuck on the tarmac or in security.
Hopeful it is easy to sleep and if not, well I finally bought a kindle and have loaded it with a ton of books.
I still prefer a book in hand, but this is an acceptable compromise for travel, certainly easier than the five or six books I would otherwise lug around.
Got to run now folks, see you on the other side.