I do believe I’m on the verge of a significant life-change. My grappling with this has been the reason for my silence here lately.
Just finished a fairly large project for an undergrad group at school, and I’m glad to have it over. And while I cussed and moaned to have to do it, I am grateful for the opportunity/compulsion to use InDesign. It is a good, hard program that I should use more often so I can be fluent.
However, because of that project, I’ve neglected all the other crap I should be doing right now to finish out the semester. Since classes have been “officially” over, Brian has returned to the shop full time, and I find myself at home with the boys who pretty much don’t let me sit for a minute. I’ve already recruited a friend to take the J-baby while the J-kid is in school (MWF mornings) so I can read/write uninterrupted. He went on Wednesday, and it was a little rough, as he is not much into anyone except family, but I think he’ll adjust OK.
A cool thing on Wednesday morning: I had some last minute changes to that project before the press deadline, so instead of coming all the way back home after dropping the boys at sitter/school, I simply drove to the local public library (much closer=less gas!!), parked outside in the parking lot, and had a great wireless signal!! The library wasn’t even OPEN. I know, I’m a little goofy, but it just seemed SO GREAT. So much for going to the library to work without the distraction of email/internet. 🙂
Also: I shelled out 1500 clams yesterday so we all could fly to Iowa for the 4th of July and my family reunion. Normally I use travelocity, but every well-priced ticket wound up, after I clicked through to the “book this flight” page, at least $100 more than it had been originally quoted. “The fare for this flight has been changed,” is the message I’d get. Well, F*$%. If the damn price has changed, why does it still say $250 after the initial search??!!
I scooted over to expedia, and found the price I was looking for. When you’re paying to fly 6 bodies, you need to get the cheeeepest tix you can! And yes, my brother WILL pay me back.
We’ve never flown anywhere as a family; we’re pretty much a road trip gang. But when you’ve got seven people and an 18 hour drive, gah. I just couldn’t face it: the fights. The messes. The screaming.
I am still a little worried about the J-baby being a screaming monster on the plane. I fully intend to be prepared to sedate him if I have to. Anyone have any experience flying with large babies/small toddlers?