I Think I Can

I don't blog on this blog that much because I don't know for sure what Juliet Johnson is these days. I am a fractured person after having kids, and becoming four people instead of just the one insane one that I already knew about and could basically understand. I think a career is looming ahead, or maybe just a string of strange jobs, but I've already been doing that. Editing my Momish novel, getting kids safely to the next grade in school, making a bunch of sandwiches, keeping the house running, taking care of hundred year old man, and sitting outside with chickens. All important things. Then should I be adding grad school, to make better money. I'm feeling like planning time is coming, like when you know you have to make all the Thanksgiving food, and you're just gathering the ingredients in your head. And you can feel that big, heavy, warm meal ahead, all woven into the family. And I'm so bad at cooking really, but I can do that one meal. I can do it one more time, and it will be really good. So I can do this. Just have to figure out just what it is that I'm doing. I can't even imagine doing more things. A dad that I know from preschool saw me on the road the month and rolled down his window and said "I HAVE NEVER BEEN BUSIER IN MY LIFE." This I understand. I wish writing was a way to be rich. Or washing people's hair. I've done a lot of both. I actually got paid for washing people's hair. Maybe I should go back to that. It was a good gig when I was 17. ps. if you think summer is a vacation, and you are a mom, then you are doing it wrong. Summer is even busier than school, it's just you never have to actually get dressed.