I know it’s not technically fall — and at a hot and humid 85 degrees in Chicago, it sure doesn’t seem like fall — but Labor Day still feels like it demarcates a new season. I love these points in time: days that make us stop, look around, and reassess before slipping back into our routines and habits.
Today is a big day. Adeline started at her new Montessori school this morning. After almost two months at home with mama she was a little uncertain about going back to school. She clung to me when I tried to drop her off, and when, after many kisses and goodbyes, I finally closed the door, I could hear her screaming and crying inside. But it stopped after about two minutes. I peaked in the window a few minutes later and she was happily playing with some water. Girl LOVES playing with water.
So here I am. I have free time again. I have time to work! This is it you guys. I MUST write this novel. NOW. Continue reading »