So it's Monday. The big part of the move is finished and it actually looks like we live here but now we're down to the boxes -- you know the hard stuff. My daughter is running a fever, my son looks like he has been hit in both eyes, and I sound like a candidate for a lung x-ray. I know, my life is a perfection pie and you want a slice. It must be tough to come over here being so jealous and all. Okay. Even I'm laughing now because if I don't... well you know the rest.
And somedays (not Sundays) that is the whole reason I go to my computer -- to type out everything I'm thinking. At the beginning, I didn't expect that anyone would read. Then I wrote and wondered if anyone understood. But now I write because I KNOW that there will be someone out there nodding, or laughing or shaking her head but in some way or another sharing my experience.
So here I am at 199 nights since I started this project and although we are the McSick family from McSickyville, TX and I am surrounded by boxes, I am still here even if I don't have much to say. Because in some odd way, that's part of the experience. Just showing up. Just like in life. So tomorrow, maybe I'll have more to say or at least a more clever title but for tonight, I say bonne nuit, gute Nacht, おやすみなさい, buona notte, спокойная ночь, goede nacht, 晚上好, καληνύχτα, boa noite, 잘 자, or good night.