So life is back to normal now that our trip is over. Honestly I’m missing the mountains and my family, but my sinuses and skin are loving the Florida humidity. Even though we’re back to our normal routine, the sting of the goodbyes is omnipresent. It’s really hard to not be able to see Jake whenever and wherever we want. We really miss having him in the house.
Of course, he’s exactly where he’s supposed to be and is thriving. We couldn’t be happier with the path he’s chosen. Moreover, he’s absolutely killing it in his new role. Not only is he killing it at work, he’s killing it at school. He’s knocking out several classes a quarter. And by several, I mean 7-8 in one term.
I’ve found that the best way to cope with the goodbyes is to start planning the next trip. This, at least, gives me something to look forward to. Hopefully, we’ll be able to visit him in the spring or early summer. I’d love to see Utah at that time of the year. The mountains and trails change Witt the season, which is amazing. Each season brings a different flavor to the landscape.
I finally feel like I’m back on Eastern time, so I’m ready to go to bed. Yesterday I felt like I was still on mountain time, which worked to my benefit given how late we got home. This weekend life will really be back to normal as the Mayor has a hockey tournament. Goalielocks will be officiating all weekend, which will earn him a nice chunk of change. Anyway, I’m off to bed!