Adjustments

Just six months ago, I considered the following to be noteworthy accomplishments:

A sold-out house; patrons going out of their way to compliment my staff on their excellent customer service; a quantifiably successful ad run; creating and implementing more efficient data collection procedures.

Also: making and serving a scrumptious dinner; ample time spent with the husband; finishing an excellent book.

Not to mention: getting all errands done quickly and efficiently on a Sunday morning; meeting friends for a leisurely brunch; being caught up on e-mails and phone calls.

And now, successes include:

Getting through bedtime at night with minimal fuss; loading the dishwasher; taking a shower; convincing Floyd we still love him; and best of all, coaxing a smile out of Ozmo.

I know this period will be brief, and that items from the above lists will eventually make their way back into my life. Still, though, it feels a little strange. Good, but strange.