State of Zen

It's a bit unbelievable, but I've finally (finally!) reached a state of calm acceptance about the job maelstrom. There are at least two possibilities in the works (as in, good jobs to which he's applied, and in the very early stages of not knowing anything).

There is also a third possibility, which is too young to even mention here, that both fills me with excitement and dread, but in a vague, across-the-room way. I'm just going to sit over here and stare at it until more action is required.

See, zen. I recognize the emotions, feel them, but then just let them go instead of yanking their little pigtails to the dirt for some old-fashioned playground justice.

We'll see how long this lasts, but the more I consider all the wonderful things about our lives here-- and there are so incredibly many-- the more at peace I am with things staying just as they are for now. I've often likened this stage to "treading water"-- as in, "things are tight, but we're making it-- just treading water until the next step."

Lately, I'm starting to think that a better metaphor would be floating, because that's really what it is. There's no frenetic thrashing going on, and there aren't even burning muscles straining under any kind of effort. Sure, we're sort of living like church mice, but then again, we don't want for anything. Our lives are full of friends and free entertainment and walks on the nearby bike path and the occasional Northstar veggie burger, split two ways. (Or, really, three, because it's going to be many moons before what's on my plate is really all mine again. *sigh*)

If we get any updates on anything job-related, I'll be sure to post them here. Right now, though...zen.