:: Saturday, September 09, 2006 ::

"Chord shapes in air, press that dissonance if you dare..." (Frou Frou)

Changes are whirling in faster than time now, and I'm beginning to realize just how rusty I've become.

1) We're 99% definitely moving to Italy in January. ::Cheer/hyperventilate::

2) I start a new job on Monday (what ironic timing) in which I will be teaching six elementary, middle school, and high school classes without curriculums. Oh, and this is in addition to my four one-on-one students, the book I'm editing, and the weekly newsletters I put together. ::Hyperventilate/hyperventilate::

3) As a result of aforementioned job insanity, Natalie starts daycare on Monday. I know she will have fun and get much better attention than I could give her now, but I feel a little like someone's raking over my heart. If part of being a good mother is giving my daughter independence, why do I feel like a terrible mother?

It's 2:05 a.m., and I'm hoping sanity is just around the corner...

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