septemberist

So yeah. I have to leave my family again tomorrow. Of course, I don't have to, except that I like the things my job makes possible. Like rent and food and such. Mom and Dad drove up today to help Marshall out with Audrey. He doesn't need the help, but it sure is nice to have people over the age of one to converse with. And I just feel better, somehow, knowing that Audrey isn't at daycare all the time I'm gone. It's bad enough to be away from her without feeling as if I've dropped her off at the kennel while I vacation.

I was going to have to share a room with a complete stranger--just like in college--but the woman who I was to share with quit. Woo hoo! Both for me and for her. But the bitter path is well traveled.

I haven't packed. But my daughter says "Outside!" and pulls at the blinds on the back doors. She's the best girl ever.