Was asleep by midnight and up at 0530. Sipped coffee on the back porch in a sweatshirt as it was quite cool out. Drove Cass to work, then headed back to the house to pick up Kaylie to get her to the bus stop. Despite being early, she was already walking but thank goodness she was wearing the wolf ears she got at Spirit Halloween, because it was the only way I recognized her silhouette in the morning sun. Work started promptly at its 0800 Mountain Time (which is slowly killing me) and if things remain unchanged, I leave at 1300 to pick up Cass from work. Both of us have tomorrow off.
Yet it is not yet tomorrow and today is slow. I've swapped my nightly Carmel Apple Delight tea for a Cinnamon Hibiscus while I write New Mexico, New Beginnings -Chapter 11 while listening to The Queen's Gambit. This, my last week here, and I am plagued with wondering whether or not I will spiral - perhaps just a bit - when I return., and whether or not it will bring clarity in its wake. Ultimately, none of it is up to me, so I wait. But then it gets busy at work. Such is the nature of my beast.
Picked up Cass at work and since I was driving she was able to secure us appointments for spa day and make dinner reservations. From there I dropped her off at the house, picked up Kaylie at the bus stop (we went to the local WARHAMMER store) then took her to counseling. From there I came home, made a grocery list, went to the grocery store , picked up Kaylie, got us Dutch Brothers, came home, and started prepping dinner. Yes, I finally got to eat those delicious-looking chicken salad sandwiches she was so often sending me. I ate two.
We took another, albeit shorter, hike, and I finally read her New Mexico, New Beginnings. We ended up on the couch watching Johnathon Strange and Mr. Norrell.