13 days till he gets here. Have to stay on top of everything. Simplify, cut thing outs meaning certain ideas and projects, distractions, anything that causes unneeded compilation.
Students were a little quieter than usual last night. Need to have every class different, also for sakes of keeping me amused and connected, entertained or whatever.
Made coffee, sipping slow at 7:06am. 6 miles scheduled for today. Have to hit that hundred mark before 9/30. This is not one of the projects I plan to abandon. Make running like brushing teeth or showering, eating, breathing…. I have to do it for life. I don’t run, I’m dead.
Hear babies waking. Emma lets out her classic extended yawn. Jack brushing teeth. Here I go, this writer, this new writer, into the day…. Closer to a dad with THREE.
7:19 made Jackie a bagel with cream cheese, paired with some of the orange juice I bought the other day. Two inquiries of his…. “Is slime a liquid?”, and “Do ants have noses?”
“Ants can hold stuff twice their size.” He adds after a couple more bites and I come back to my corner table, keys. I ask him if he’s learning about ants in school right now and he says now. He’s read about them, he discloses.