As the saying goes, "there is no time like the present." My problem seems to be that by the time I realize it happens to be "the present" the time has already escaped me. This is why I only post once every couple of weeks. Life is spinning around me so quickly right now that I can barely keep up. Everything is changing, and I have a love-hate relationship with change.
My husband, Pete, is a software developer for a large corporation. He has been with this company for six years and he has watched them grow and change. Now, change is on the wind for him. He is currently preparing to strike out on his own. Pete has always wanted to own his own software business, so with the help of a couple of our most brilliant friends, his dream is nearing reality. This is both exciting and terrifying for me. I could not possibly be more proud of him for having the courage to break away from the security of a full-time job. At the same time, I realize that the next few months will be difficult. I want to help, but I am about as technically inclined as a sea cucumber.
My sons continue to grow and change. While K-Man is discovering girls, my little EJ is taking his first steps. Mini Pete is potty training, and Baseball Boy will start Kindergarten in the Fall. They really are growing up too fast.
My girlfriend, Mojo, is suffering through the eternal divorce from a self absorbed @$$, looking for a teaching job, and anxiously awaiting the repair of a car that she hates.
I guess what I am just now beginning to figure out is that no matter how long we keep our children in diapers, or pretend that some people could be capable of caring for us (or anyone else for that matter), or find contentment in our safe, secure jobs, we cannot escape the inevitable. Life will seek us out and force us to come out from under our little rocks.