No complaints here

One might argue that I have plenty to complain about. Certainly I have a lot going on in my ever changing life. Today, however I am shifting my focus elsewhere…

Today is moving day at work. I’ve been instructed to NOT come into the office while my homey office is downsized to a cubicle, or “booth,” in a far away land. While I morn the loss of privacy and a reasonable commute, these inconveniences are out of mind.

My morning was essentially free of obligation — mostly. I did have a conference with YaYa’s teacher to fill her in on the ongoing struggles with his dad’s death and brother’s battles with the dark side.

After reading YaYa’s recent work during back-to-school night, I’d guess that she’s aware of how raw his pain still is from Tom’s death. I cried reading it. She was not aware of the goings on with BoBo.

Following the conference, I took my little car, which was hit ever so slightly last night, to the body shop for an estimate.

Then, I drove to the Ranch for a few miles of wilderness therapy. Counting switchbacks and hopping over lizards is what makes this girl smile.