5:39 p.m. - 2008-03-10
Just a really great day
It's been such an interesting day for me today. Lately I've had my patience tested way too much by Griffyn. No fault of his, he's three and asserting his right of independent thinking. Yay him. Only I've the patience of a pitt bull trained for fighting and it's been so challenging for me. This morning I talked with hubby after his therapy and the therapist said,"Three/four more months tops with this kind of behavior." I'm fully aware this is a part of his learning, it's my learning that's bugging me the most. I told G that I'm completely aware of my lack of patience (he's really noticed it and it has been bothering him) and that I am my father's daughter no matter how much I deny it. That bothers me, too, but there's no changing genetics and I just have to deal with who I am. Luckily G has tons of patience. At least I know what I need to work on. But today! I just decided to not let this behavior bother me, to not say "no" every five seconds, to not get so frustrated immediately and it's worked. Of course now I'm a bit tired because it's the late afternoon energy drag, but I'm holding on for dear life people! I will keep this light feeling until I get home and am alone for 24 hours (boy do I relish those times...). Of course now I'm writing this and not paying attention to Griffyn...does that make me a bad mom? That's not a completely serious question...
And because of this positive feeling I've garnered over the course of the day I've had positive interactions with people I don't know. There is this wonderful cafe (Viva) in B-town that I've been frequenting with Griffyn because it's EXTREMELY kid friendly. They have this great little play area and there's always lots of children. Today I finally told the woman behind the counter my name and got hers (she's the co-owner). We got to talking since there was no one behind me in line and I told her that we were moving to the B-town area in August and that I was very drawn to living in the "Old North End". Now, this particular part of B-town has had a seedy reputation for quite some time and the elementary school also has not had the best reputation. However, I have been hearing blips and blurbs about how the area is coming into a renaissance, has become family friendly (especially those families whose values tend toward the progressive). She then gave me the number of her business partner who is very active in the North End area. Very cool indeed. I just really, really want to live there for some reason. It's within walking distance to the lake and downtown funness and I just really want to be in Burlington. Then another woman walked in with her little girl and I recognized her. Brain connected to the face and it was a woman I started massage school with in Boulder. Talk about fortuitous events transpiring before my very eyes. Craziness I tell you. So I got her email. I'm feeling so excited to move to this area. I don't really want to move to Westford. Okay, I REALLY don't want to move to Westford. It's too isolated for me. I've lived in ruralness for too long. I need to have people around me, things to walk to instead of drive to. Burlington is just the coolest city, and it's not even that big. Yes, the school system concerns me a bit, but we have a little while before we have to decide what to do about that. I've already talked to hubby about this. He likes Westford and supposedly the school is a good one. We've already talked about finding a place to rent since fixing up the carriage house at our friend's place just won't happen in a short period of time and I just refuse to live in someone else's space. Plus our friend doesn't have the capital to match anything we have. Why sink our money into someone else's house. It makes absolutely no sense. If he wants the carriage house to be transformed he'll just have to find the funds and we'll pay him rent. But, again, I don't want to live in Westford. So, I'm putting out the positive vibes to find this adorable place in the North End. I've also put out that we will be able to buy that place in August. The universe always comes through...
Okay, this is far too long for me to proof-read.
