I was perusing through facebook this morning; one friend is in Prescott enjoying family and a wedding, lots of people getting ready for a day of football, a couple people just getting back from vacation. It struck me that most people get through work so they can come home to their families and lives and enjoy themselves. I get through being at home so I can go back to work.
I think that must have started happening when Ang left, then I left a volunteer organization I had been deeply involved with and most of my social network went with it, then Stefan left, and now I've changed jobs. Not sure what to do but it seems like things are backward. It's weird to have single-Mom's-empty-nest syndrom when most of my friends are married and dealing with grade school.
I kind of left work up to God and that's turned out pretty good. I guess I should do the same with home.
