....I'm glad it's berry season!
You can never have too many strawberries.
This week's coolish weather made for very pleasant picking.
It is now just 10 days until I leave for my first session at Sunbridge. I'll be gone for 3 weeks (weekdays only). I decided months back that I would commute 90 minutes each way rather than attempt to find on or off campus housing...more important in the decision was the fact that I am just not nearly ready to be away from my family for that long. I can't imagine. I'll have 3 more 3-week long sessions until I graduate, so perhaps I'll try a few days next year or the year after.
I had childcare for W squared away and confirmed for weeks now. I felt comfortable with this and had already started handwriting detailed notes for each day. I'm planning each meal in advance as the boy can only eat so much Annie's Macaroni and Cheese (not much else that Pop-Pop would really cook, so I'm pre-planning refrigerator-to-oven meals...please, if you have any ideas or suggestions, let me know!!!)
All seemed well until I got a bomb dropped on me earlier today. Turns out, my father is in real danger of losing his job, as the plant he works for is filing for bankruptcy. He'll either lose his job altogether, or his hours will drastically change, thus making him unavailable for the multitude of days he was planning to care for W.
I do know that we can make this work, but I'm feeling more than uneasy. I have many wonderful friends who have offered to help, but this means that he'll be in different care each and every day, pretty much. I'm worried that it will be too much for him without me for 3 weeks, away from his home and usual day, and the lack of napping that may take place. All of this makes me feel sick to my stomach with anxiety.
My dad's schedule could completely change from week to week what with the impending bankruptcy. He'll know more next Thursday. All I can do is hope and pray that all will go as planned.
I also feel guilty for being such a selfish daughter; not thinking of how horrible it will be if he loses his job.
It will all work out as it should. I have to believe that W will adapt to these changes. I know that he is more resilient than I'll ever understand. But, this is hard for me, too.