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It’s snowing after another warm spell with a ton of rain. We’ve had some flooding in the area, though this house is built up on a hill so it hasn’t affected us unless we’re on the road. Still, I wish we could get a good winter snow dump going instead of these piddling snow showers that disappear after a few hours. My perennial bed is turning green.

I spent the day at home with Lila yesterday, she had a fever over the weekend and now her nose is a hose. She slept with me last night and the kid snores louder than her father. That’s loud. I felt bad missing work again, I took a day for myself to recover better last week, and I have a root canal on Thursday. Lila’s not awake yet, so I’m not sure what today holds. I’m sure the daycare providers won’t appreciate my bringing her in with her nose running so much, but Chris cannot take any time off.

There’s a ton of stuff going on in the background here but I haven’t had any energy for writing about it. Hopefully something will give soon. I should be documenting the massive project of getting this house organized and purged. I will be keeping track of the garden planning that’s going to start in another month. Also expect to hear a whole lot about the research I’m doing to put a business plan together.

Right now it’s looking like a three to five year plan, an exit strategy from the corporate grind that’s barely even in the incubator. My four pages of notes aren’t worth sharing yet, but I’m determined to assess my talents and passions and find a way to channel them into both a way to make money and a way to connect with, educate and support hungry people in my community. I think I have some good ideas but talk about your learning curve. It’s a good thing I’m being realistic about it for once instead of just diving in and realizing at once that the pool’s too deep and oh, shit, I can’t swim.

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