merrily we roll

It’s evening now, and I’m sitting near the kitchen with all the lights off; all the better to see the sky outside going grey. The leaves on the trees in the backyard are nearly fully out, which means soon our neighbors’ windows will be blotted out, and between the owls and the squirrels and the occasional opossum, it’s easy to glance out the back and imagine we live alone, in a forest somewhere. Then the neighbors drive up, with their gangster music blaring, and the illusion is shattered. Oh well!

Remy will be two months old tomorrow. I am beyond enjoying my role as a stay-at-home-wife-and-mother, though I have found I have to stay busy in order to not feel like I’m taking advantage of the position. Somehow, in the bustle and routine of the schedule, I have found my creative streak again. Or maybe it was taking up word puzzles again that did it–or, perhaps, my promising myself that I wouldn’t get on the computer when Ephraim is awake, which gives me plenty of time to think aloud to a most willing (and adorable) audience. 

I’ve got a goal for myself: to get my Etsy site back up and running by the end of the month. I think I can do it…I think I can…

merrily we roll

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