We're all back in LA for a few weeks because Cindy's working here and our lease ran out in Atlanta. I probably won't work while we're here because it would complicate our lives even more right now. But then again, if work is offered it will be hard to turn down.
If I'm not "working", I'll still be extremely busy with home-schooling Skye, sorting through our "stuff" as well as preparing for what's next, which we aren't so sure of right now.
There are some definite probabilities, but we've had more than a few that didn't happen and left us scrambling for something more definite than probably.
The home-school friends of hers have been scattered to the wind. Some moved to other parts of the country, other parts of the city, some going to school and some just not connecting like they used to. We'll be trying out a new circus school and looking for various exercise opportunities.
It will be a challenge because our stay this time around will be so short and we're staying in a part of town that is less familiar to us than the West-side. I see lots of traffic in my future. But I also see new adventures.
Looking to Write My Second Act
Its hard to know where to focus my energies and attentions, one of the down-sides of being polymath. I know that I have to remain vigilant about the physical fitness end of things. Whether it becomes a source of income or not, when I am engaged physically things go better than when I am a couch potato.
I went to the Fit Expo LA Sunday. There will be a seperate post or two on that, trust me. It was eye-opening on one level and quite routine on another. I ran back to where we're staying, a good 4-mile jaunt mostly uphill.
Meanwhile, it looks like I'll be decorating again. More on that as things get solidified.
As much as the curmudgeon in me wants to be a complete and unyielding misanthrope; real events, real interactions, real people betray what an optimist and humanitarian I am.
The other day Skye and I were watching the sun set on the Pacific, something we haven't seen in a while. As we were headed back to the parking lot, a guy runs up to me and shows me a picture on his phone. At first I thought he was just sharing a picture of what a wonderful sunset it was. But then I realized it was this absolutely wonderful picture of Skye and myself in silhouette on the sand berm watching the horizon.
I gave him my e-mail address and then got this incredible photo.
It is a journey, but we are never alone.