in which there are 75 days left

Mountains

My daughter has painted her room orange. Conventional wisdom would tell me to be worried; neutral colors sell houses, and we plan to be out of the house after she graduates high school, just a few years from now. But really, honestly, hey. The economy! The recession! The crashing real estate market! Why not paint a room orange? It's a good thing I really, really dig our house.

Besides, I like this better than her last color choice- grey. Not a soft lovely sweet grey, not fog or mist or smoke, but dark, deep, steely grey. Agh. I like to imagine that this orange thing indicates a move away from the doom and gloom of her earlier emo- self into something… well, a little less mopey. I don't need her to be a cheerleader or even chipper; I'd just like a wee bit less mope, that's all.

I'm settling down about having tended notice, although it still makes my heart flutterkick in my chest if I think about it too long. Sam sent comforting emails and I made lists while eating chocolate, so now things look a lot less terrifying. It's such an enormous transition, I'd be crazy and possibly stupid if I weren't just a little scared. (I don't know exactly what my occasional moments of ohmygodwhatamIdoing– terror mean, but I tell myself that they indicate absolute sanity and sage decision- making.)

I'd write more, but the snow outside is having a pretty strong negative affect on my connection. And hooray for snow! Here's hoping to stays around until the morning.

  One thought on “in which there are 75 days left

  1. February 13, 2009 at 8:30 am

    i think you’ll do ABSOLUTELY GREAT on your own. I think folks like us that commit to a business during a recession just shows that we have the most drive. AND, things can only get better. 🙂
    By the way, i splatter-painted my room pink/white when living with my parents. it was a great-grandson of a BITCH sanding it down for a re-paint later, but totally worth it.
    xox,

  2. February 13, 2009 at 9:36 am

    Thanks for the vote of confidence, Chi. The truth is, I just can’t do anything else- I can’t do this life any longer, so I really HAVE to make a go of it, you know? I want ownership of my time, damnit.
    You should SEE this orange, by the way. I’ll post it, eventually- it is VERY orange. But Kiddo loves it, and that’s what matters, right?

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