Up, down, etc.
Iāve been absent from here for a while, for lots of reasons. Mostly good. But recently Iāve had a lot of happy and sad.
The biggest thing? My husband and I will be welcoming our first child by the end of this month. Overwhelming? Yes. Exciting? Yes. Everything has gone smoothly so far, so send your good vibes and such for my next few weeks. I feel like Iām incubating a beach ball, though for now Iām still walking the dogs just about every day and functioning. Steve has done a ton of work the last few weeks getting the kiddoās room renovated and Iām very proud of and thankful for him.
I found out that my dad might have bladder cancer. He hasnāt been terribly well for a while but finally ended up in the ER with bloody urine and pain. He had a first urology appointment last week; Iām still waiting to hear what came of it. Iām told itās a relatively treatable cancer, as long as it hasnāt gotten too far.
We took an emergency vet trip last week for Fritz, who was diagnosed with some urinary problems. The pH of his urine (I think) is too high and needs to be more acidic. Heās supposed to be on a prescription diet but for now heās just been switched to Purinaās version of the urinary health formula because the legit stuff is SO expensive and I canāt get Steve to go for it. Honestly, I was a little overwhelmed but I donāt know, just instinctively move to take care of the creatures that live in my house.
I lost my job teaching band. Thatās the short version. The long version is that I was supposedly only hired because Iād be working with my husband who is a certified teacher, where Iām not. The truth is that the school is so cheap and unwilling to pay a music teacher fairly, that without both the band and general music positions to offer a single person, theyād never find someone. Itās a cruel joke, though itās mostly on them because everybody knows I did a damn good job and I wonāt hesitate to tell my now-former students and their parents the truth about why Iām leaving. I need to do it soon, though; I donāt trust the administration at the school and suspect that they might lie and tell them I left for personal reasons, which would be easy. Part of me also wants to tempt that to happen, so I can further discredit them.
Not everythingās shitty. Iām teaching lessons at home still. I can comfortably be friends with some studentsā parents who I really liked but previously hesitated to reach out to, even though I knew that ultimately my tenure as a teacher would be shorter than a real friendship regardless. Iāll have infinitely more freedom and the privilege of being able to raise my child until sheās old enough to go to pre-school, while still being a musician on the weekends and a teacher here and there. Itāll give me the chance to figure out what to do with my life- long story short, the shitty Catholic diocese I work for will be consolidating parishes in the coming 1-2 years so Iām hoping to have a new career path (even if itās still in music/education) before that happens so I can comfortably lose my music director job or choose to leave it. Working for the Catholic church is a hot disaster mess. Itās not as oppressive or discriminatory on a daily basis as more conservative/evangelical-type churches, but itās certainly nowhere near progressive and at least here, doesnāt do shit for the community. All talk, no action, but for now they pay me to play music so I stay.
But yeah, not all bad.
One of my very best friends just got engaged. I am incredibly happy for her. Even though Iāve only met her fiancĆ© once, I liked him a lot and am happy to welcome him permanently into our circle of friends.
My sister is getting married in September. My other sister graduated from grad school in May. Theyāre doing well, I think. Living on their own, building their lives. I hope Iāll be able to see them more after the baby comes.
There are big bad things. Little bad things. Big good, little good. Life is a little wild but not terrible. Weāre making it.










