I'm fluttering. I can't land on one thing or another long enough to get centered. August revolved around my children's needs so completely, it removed me from my own internal discussion of what's next. Lauren is a year and an ocean away in Spain. Elise has returned to her studies in St. Paul, Hana tries on several different sizes of herself every day as she begins High School and Sarah - Sarah has recently announced that I have been embarrasing her when I "talk" to others. She's only 8. I feel a bit left behind.

Last night I helped with my candidate's election returns for our State primary elections. The candidate I was supporting for a Congressional seat was creamed by not one, but both of her opponents. Quite dismal. My internal debate includes a waffle or two over my original intention to brush up on my (sorely lacking) grammatical skills. I'm considering a self-study of the book vs. auditing the full class. I need the skills - prefer the solo approach. Decision - soloing.... I'm whipping up a hat for my chilly girl in St. Paul, have it almost finished. I continue to struggle with time constraints. My need or desire to study, read, write or knit all pull from the same pot of available time and energy. I wish I could focus and stop arguing with myself over what to do next.