Friday at last

Man, I was just reading your post from the other day. You may be sappy, but it's a good kind of sappy. I get that way a lot, sometimes more so than my wife. It's funny, but I'm more of the sentimental one in the relationship. I guess it would be stranger if there weren't so many other ways we switch the usual gender roles.

It's true what you say--sacrifices are not really sacrifices if it's done for someone you love. Yes, there are days when I think "WTF am I doing in the midwest," but there are days when C* says the same thing. We're in this together, and we were very close to going another direction with our lives last year--I made plans for us heading back to the northeast, living entirely on my modest wages, with C* trying to make a name for herself by making work in a heated shed out back. But we chose this path. In the end, the choice involves some sacrifice from each of us, but overall, I think we're pretty happy.

I was going to print a poem I've been trying to write about work, but I don't think it's done yet. I've been too busy working.

OH, I will be there the last week of May. Will you be around?

Have an awesome weekend. Best to El. Say hello to the east coast for me.