I have been away longer than I intended.
In the intervening month and a half, I have graduated and received both my CompTIA A+and Network+ certifications, spent Halloween night at the emergency room, participated in several job interviews (phone and face-to-face), lost out on a couple of jobs, and started an internship (doing data analysis & evaluation for the marketing director at the old school).
A lot more has happened but not all of it is worthy of mention or documentation.
The most important thing is that we are all still here, healthy and happy in varying degrees. Prospects are looking awfully good, finally. I have been doing some writing (but you can visit the writing blog for more on that).
Now I am readjusting to life as a civilian (meaning outside the classroom).
Speaking of civilians, I was able to secure a meeting with the folks at Fort Hamilton to see if we can advance the alma mater as one of the viable educational alternatives for returning soldiers, veterans and their families.
I have slowly found myself in the kitchen reclaiming my apron, as it were. And this time I also have a Spock oven mitt to aid in my journey. Additionally, a friend sent us a library of cooking magazines that I need to review for research purposes because it is time to resume my food writing.
Our TV had an aneurysm and quietly died. We will be replacing her later this week, Mom's Xmas gift to herself -- and a well deserved one as she has been carrying us lately. She rarely buys herself anything and this is the first time in sometime she has had a little money of her own, so she is a little excited about the prospect of being able to do this.
She is perfectly happy sitting back and reading a book or doing a crossword puzzle, maybe even watching the odd episode of something on my laptop... But there better be a big screen TV where the dead one is when “Downton Abbey” comes back. That's all she asks.
In one guise or another change is coming to our home in Brooklyn. Most of it is good. Some of it is slightly disquieting, but not necessarily a bad thing. We adjust, we survive, we move forward. And despite it all, my conclusion is that life is good and keeps getting better – just have to remember to look long and deeply.
If you surround yourself by smart and loving people who support you and can share a good laugh with you, you are blessed and the rest of the struggle is not as burdensome. So my own burden continues but it isn't, and if you understand that, then you are ahead of the game.
Spock Oven Mitt says it all so well: Don't Burn Yourself and Live Long and Prosper.