So it looks like we have one big decision made: Sofie is going to go to Kent State University - the college I went to the longest, and where her father graduated. It's been 25 years since I had been there. A lot had changed. A lot was the same - like the slushy snow.



Boy college seems so cool. I want to go. I want to have that schedule, and the meal plan, and the rec center, and the free concerts. Not that I want to be 18 again. Sofie is ready to go. The program seems a good fit for her - and for our budget. She's already investigating sororities - Tri-Sigma being an early favorite.

What will this house be like without her here? If I think about that too long, the room always seems to turn swimmy. So I just look down at my feet for the next step.

Does life speed up as you age?

So here's the proof that I like my new job better than my old job.

I told my editor that I would help out if they needed me while finding my replacement. She has called in that favor and I have a dining article to edit. She even invited me to write the March feature article on yoga (not playing fair!)

But tonight we had three new students in yoga class - even with the snow falling. And I was more eager to enter those into our databases than I am to get to the writing. Yoga data entry vs. writing/editing.....



I've poured a second glass of wine.
Looks like a snow day is likely for tomorrow. I can edit then.