I got home at 7 after a very long and busy day. I’m still feeling energized my new job.. That said. the pace of my job is more frenetic than I ever remember.. and.. that’s really saying something.

I got home before Diane and Gabe.. they were still at the store so I started dinner. Like everything, that involves strange  choices . .. I had my heart set on pasta.. I went digging for a pot to boil the water. I picked up our big pasta pot.. it holds a lot of water.. and it’s only the three of us.. .. I put it down and picked up a smaller. pot.. You don’t need that much water for only three people.. The smaller pot felt small and sad in my hands..    not big enough for a family ..  Holding it made me feel small and saddish. . ..I had to push that back. I tossed the smaller pot back in the cabinet and pulled out the bigger pot, filled it with water and put it on to boil..

sometimes you have to move forward in small steps.

nite all, nite sam.

-me