Up In The Air

I’m feeling as though I’m in a state of limbo over here. I’ve yet to hear if I’ve been assigned the next round of accounting contracts, some other work things are solid but not concrete, and the dream is not dead but it’s still very much on our minds as we wait to see when it will all pan out. If I were a pessimist or even slightly less of an ‘eternal optimist’, I might be sitting here analyzing and fretting and worrying and being all-around miserable.

Thankfully, it’s not how I’m wired. I have absolutely nothing to fret about. I have my family, we have food and shelter, and we are surrounded by so many amazing people that it is almost unreal. We have friends who have known and loved us for over a decade, and new friends with new perspectives and insights that are appreciated. We have family whom we love and who love us (and who make us run up crazy hills)(JENNIFER).

We also have seasons passes for our local ski hill and despite bracing ourselves for the usual battle of “It doesn’t FEEL right” this past Saturday, it … didn’t happen. Not only that, Little Miss Meltdown was chipper and cheery and exclaiming “My boots don’t hurt!” The sun was shining, and warm, and it felt like we were spring skiing. We skied together as a family for the morning, split into girls/boys for a bit in the afternoon (The dudes like black diamond runs, us girls prefer blues), and then came back together for a few more runs. If there was an award for the perfect ski day, I’d have to nominate Saturday to win or at least be in the top three.

Things may be up in the air, but I can speak from experience that the trip down will be worth all of the time spent dangling.

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