Good morning. It is Saturday, and that means I have freedom. But I’m not sure what kind of freedom that is.
The new job is an on call operator job at a catholic hospital. Part of me really loves the idea of that. Not being stuck in the same schedule week after week. Overnights, but we can learn to live in that liminal twilight world. Continuing to live in paper and world afterwards. Recovery and delight.
Going to swim this morning. If you would have told me that I would be choosing to work out a third time in a week because I wanted to a year ago, I would have called you crazy.
Gus continues to be a treasure. A small sweet animal wandering the house, asking for Jade and all of us. I guess the us in this case is me.