Magnolias

I go to bed dreaming about Roth IRAs and wake up thinking about the measurements I need to take for the new TV stand. It seems I have been accepted into SEP - even though Miss WB ain't too happy about it - and have been stressed about how I needed to rock the boat with the supervisor in order to get anything accomplished. Tonight I am having my first sewing lesson (imagine ME SEWING!!). On top of it all, L is acting more and more excited about a secret package that is arriving today which has spurred on a much more in depth answering of the question 'do we have a wedding in BC or do we elope?'

Sometimes I don't recognize my life anymore. This might sound like a complaint, but it isn't really. From Pender Island to Chemainus I went inside of a cocoon to heal, to figure out how everything had gone so wrong, to Find Me again. Now, I am emerging and taking flight with a new house and starting a new business and planning a wedding and sustaining a marriage and creating an investment portfolio and dipping my toes into a dozen new projects. It is good. It is scary as well. It is a bit isolating. I wish I had other cultural creative entrepreneurs to talk to ... other women who are trying to develop a new model of what a marriage looks like and are determined to have a wedding for no more than $5000.

Not that I should over dramatize my life too much. Really, even though a lot is happening, I lead a pretty laid back life. Right now, I am lying in bed with my mattress heater under me, keeping me warm. Leon shifts and sleeps despite my clicking keys...our pattern is that he falls asleep before me and wakes up after me. Our day won't need to really start until late morning - the best part of being your own boss is making your own hours. We run errands, pay bills, contact potential job opportunities and even find time in the middle of the day to make love. I do much of my most productive work at night - no surprise there - and L (on his busy days) goes to his Joe Job where he is learning to bartend in a local MJ establishment. Spring and summer will bring more contracts and maybe some separation, but for now, it is an average of -28 most days and we stay in the house, nesting. The other night we had Leanne over and we (by we I mean Leon) cooked dinner and we all chatted the night away. Last night, after a stressful day of meetings with the Miss WB nailing down the SEP, L and I dreamed away on the internet about the fabulous places on our lovely planet that we could exchange vows.

Truth is, as busy or changing as my life gets, I don't have a baby. And so, I admit, I don't REALLY know what busy is;-)

Babies will come soon enough, but for now, I try to keep up with all the rest. Slowly and gently. With ease, joy and grace.

Now, if anyone can tell me more about Canadians and Roth IRAs, call me.