Last week our daughter left for a year-long fellowship in Germany. Yesterday my husband's semester started. On Wednesday our son starts his senior year of high school.
Unlike the rest of the family I don't have a new year to start or a big transition to make. But I have started to crave the return of routine. Having my office in the house is wonderful. And it is a challenge. By choice our teenager's computer sits about four feet away from mine. (It allows me to keep an eye on his internet use.) When she is using the internet our daughter favors the table in my office because the WIFI signal is the strongest. (Luckily my husband, who has been on sabbatical since January, figured out that the back deck is a perfect spot for quiet working.)
I love having family around. I know they would accuse me of creeping but I love to hear their conversations, see what they are working on and know what they are thinking about. I love taking spontaneous walks with my husband (early morning to Starbucks are a favorite) or running outside to water or weed the gardens. But in late August I feel the need for dedicated space and time. (I'm sure my clients crave it to.)
I have a couple of new and interesting clients and one nice project for Mohawk in progress. I have a couple of proposals out that I feel pretty sure will eventually come my way and a handful of proposals to write. This in addition to the half dozen small jobs and revisions in the works. It is time to buckle down and start moving the work through!
For those of you who are starting something new I wish you luck. For those of you who will be returning to routine, I hope the transition is smooth. And for those of you who find yourselves a bit lost—soldier on. Try something new. Challenge yourself. It is going to be a great year.
Before I settle back in I'll take off this weekend for a photo retreat. I haven't felt good about my photos lately. Maybe it is the heat or maybe it is the atypical sunshine. I've been shooting regularly but my work feels flat. Because I'm a believer in pushing through even when you don't feel it—or faking it till you make it—I went out shooting on Sunday. I challenged myself to think in terms of stories. I wanted to tell something about the area that I live in and our relationship to the Erie Canal. Let me know what you think.