Day Two Hundred and Eight
James M. Cain novels I can’t remember all three titles…I’m too lazy/tired to check Page: 250ish
Today was a sad and tiring day. Of course getting up on a Saturday morning with my husband (instead of already being at work at 6:30), eating breakfast together and driving to Veritas together was pleasant and unusual. I love my husband A LOT. I love being with him, I love talking to him, I love talking about him. And as hard as this decision was, the financial worries (big and scary no matter what we did), the sadness of seeing a dream die, the regrets, is pretty much balanced by realizing that I get to spend more than an hour a day with him.
But back to sad and tiring…It is so hard to take something apart that you carefully and meticulously put together. It is so hard to see all that potential be forever put down. Hard to know that I won’t see Veritas grow into the thriving, bustling center of culture and commerce that I’d dreamed. I’m so sad to see it end. But I am glad that we tried. I never wanted to be that person that always talks about doing some big thing and then never goes for it. So here I am, not being her.
Here is a photo of me the week before we opened. I didn’t know I was pregnant (with Luc) yet and I had the flu.
And here is one from today…same chair, same weariness.
On a lighter note, here are two tired little boys refusing to sleep. We recently moved Alex’s crib back into his room and now he and Luc are opposite each other. Perfect for giggling at one another instead of falling asleep.
   