I miss back to school shopping. It seems silly now that I’m not in school and it’ll be at least 5 years before DD is ready. I think I miss it because money was always tight and that was the one time of year that I got brand new things. Things I could use that weren’t just clothes or games that you play once and then shelve for the rest of the year.
Spiral bound notebooks have always been a particular favourite. I don’t really know why…. Probably because they were easiest to keep on my lap when I sat by my locker and wrote in the hall. Binders were always flimsy that way.
I picked one up the other day. A five star, 360 pages (the more the better), 9.5″ x 6″. It has pocket dividers too but I’ll probably cut those out.
I already have 11 pages filled. I realize I’m jinxing myself by saying it, but I’m reworking an old story that I’d left to simmer. Same characters and basic journey, different circumstances. I’m already hitting snags with some of the changes but I’m trying to push through.
There will never be time like there was before DD was born. And there will be even less when I have to go back to work.
Unlike going back to school, I’m dreading my return to work. I like the people and the job. It’s the 2hr one way commute and not being able to stay with or see my little girl for 12hrs that bothers me! I honestly don’t know how stay-at-home-moms do it. I envy them.
