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Our dryer is on the fritz. At first I didn’t really realize what was happening. Like most, our laundry is located in the basement. So, I go down, change it, come back about an hour (or more) later and wonder why the clothes are still wet? Rinse, lather, repeat.
It took me one entire day to stand down there and wait (patience is not my thing) to see what was happening. There is a little button that has to be depressed in order for the machine to think the door is closed and it can dry the clothes. Once I figured this out, I went into the tool room and grabbed a piece of that stuff that can fix ANYTHING. A small square of duct tape later and my clothes were on their way to being dry.
Imagine my surprise this morning when I went down for my daily dose of housewifery and found this sight:
Last November I signed Randy up for Hockey school. I kind of knew at the time what I was getting into, although not quite to what extent. However, I knew that my turn would come and it has. I took classes and subsequently joined the Minnesota Boat Club. I love to row. I enjoy the rhythm of it. At first I had to concentrate on getting everything in the right order, but now it is easier to just do it. I am far from perfect. Far from an Olympic 40 stroke rate, but it is the first in a series of things lately that seem to fit me well.
When you spend a majority of your life trying to fit in, it is still a little surprising to me as an adult when a decision seemingly so far out of the box gives me such peace. This is not necessarily related to rowing, but I do think that rowing was the catalyst. After (only) 4 years of complete devotion to Ellen, I am remembering what it was like to look out for me. I feel selfish, but I think that is just a fact of motherhood. I am not sure any time would be right. I have enrolled in St. Paul College to seek a Sign Language Interpreter/Transliterator degree. I have always been drawn to ASL. I cannot remember the exact moment I knew I would do something in this field, only that time and again it gets dropped into my lap in various forms. I have always envied people with a passion for something. I have never felt this way about anything, but maybe I have and I was just not aware.
Wish me luck. I am going to go distract myself so as not to lose my nerve…
