1. Four words that tell us something about your July?
Party. Beer. Stress. Hope.
Do I have to explain them? I think they speak well to their own.
2. Four of your favorite summer foods?
I eat so differently now but let’s see: a fresh salad, corn on the cob, ice cream, and peaches.
3. What were you doing at a quarter past four yesterday?
I had just gotten home from picking the kids up from camp and since Ash was working on a computer, I was in my chair, reading a book.
4. fore!, four letter word, four sheets to the wind, ten-four, 24/7, four eyes, these four walls….pick a ‘four’ phrase and tell us how you relate currently.
I’m going with four letter word because I can think of a few that describe my current mood: fear, ache, pain, love.
5. Something you own that is four years old?
The first thing that came to mind was the brewing equipment. Sure, that holds no true sentimental value but we only just realized that we’ve been homebrewing for four years. We’re finally getting really good at it. So good that we’re serving at the brewfest coming up. So good that we’re planning names and signage and t-shirts.
6. Insert your own random thought here.
As mentioned in yesterday’s post, Ash left today for a conference. I’m not used to this like I was; it’s been a long time he did this because of the Rona. I was in the habit of handling things when he went away, 2-4 times a year. But now it’s been so long, I barely remember. Before though, the kids were much younger. Now, my older two really help a lot and I can trust them to get us all through. In some ways, it is nice. In others, it totally sucks. But luckily, I am a person who’s good at operating on a day to day basis, and sometimes, just hour to hour. I don’t get too sucked into the long-term of stuff; I can work on what’s going on right now and plan for later, for tomorrow. I sink myself into those small things, the minutia of planning dinner, getting kids to and from places, locking up the house. These tasks give me purpose and propel me forward through life. I punctuate said things with stuff for me: a good book, a long walk, writing blog posts. When I write, I remember that for a very long time, I thought I’d eventually write an actual novel. Sometimes I still think I will. The feeling of being able to comes and goes and maybe one day, maybe this decade of my life, I will finally do it.