The first day of the rest of our lives
Sadie starts daycare today. In a few hours, I’ll pick her up and see what trauma her first day’s experience has caused. Of course, knowing her, she’ll be perfectly happy and will have charmed all the daycare workers. She’s far more social than I’ll ever be, and after an initial “it’s all new” screaming fit, she’ll be fine. She’ll get into a comfortable routine.
And maybe I’ll get one, too. Today, for the first time since the autumn of 2002, I’m not in the middle of a major life transition. From the job to the girlfriend to the engagement to the wedding to the new business to the new house to the pregnancy to the baby to the new job to A. going back to work, more than a thousand days have passed since I’ve seen steady state.
I’m kinda looking forward to it. It’s about time for a nice good rut.