In general I end up posting to the blog when I am feeling enthused about some idea, when I feel, I suppose, like either my brilliance or cleverness will dazzle you, my Dear Reader. Right about now I am not feeling that. I suppose a good chunk of it is the wintry bleakness outside my window. It's cold and there's white stuff on the ground and we're supposed to get more this weekend. This is the South, dang it! We're supposed to get a pro forma dosing of wintry mix once a year just to remind everybody that we are on the East Coast and winter is supposed to exist here, before rolling on with the good stuff.
Like all parents, I'm also apprehensive about my kid's career arcs. OK. Right now mostly Graham's. It seems like a rough time to be out looking for jobs or trying to figure out how to proceed in life and Graham's autism diagnosis and academic inclination complicates this further. We're working on his career search but it's a grind. The fact that he's doing a ton more than I did at his age and has me to counsel him, with all of my experience (which is, admittedly, itself rather idiosyncratic) is nice but doesn't make things easier in my mind.
Probably I need to get to more meetings to be reminded in a deeper way of my powerlessness over everything. And also play some danged tennis if all this ice would just melt!
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