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A couple of hours ago, I called the Duchezz to see if she wanted to
meet me for dinner. After we realized it was a real non-starter, she
said, "God, I havent' seen you in so long!" And she wasn't
kidding--that's how it feels.
The three of us are living largely disconnected lives in the same house. Even when we go somewhere together (like we did this past weekend going to coronation), there isn't a lot of connection. Morguhn spent Friday bored to tears wandering aimlessly while Rowan edged the Queen's Guard surcoats and I graded papers and beaded a gown for HRH. Friday night was court, and we all sat together, but talked to different people. After court I ended up talking to Countess Alexandra and Duchess Seonaid (which the Atlantians know I've spelled wrong, or would if they hadn't passed out from shock that I, Morguhn Sheridan's lady, spent hours in friendly conversation with Michael of Bedford's wife. Next thing you know, I'll have a friendly conversation with Duchess Bronwen. Ooops, that already happened: what was I thinking?!) while Morguhn was busy making the finals of the torch tourney and Rowan was busy snapping the bone on her ring finger. Saturday was more court, then they were back on the field ("oh no, I can fight: I probably just cracked the bone a little") and I went back to beading after more grading.
Then Monday, work, and Ro spent most of the evening with the Dr. and the x-ray techs. Last night she had Eastern Star, and Morguhn went to fight practice. Tonight Morguhn has Lodge, Ro's got a pre-op prep, and I have papers to grade (which keeps me in my room most evenings away from the them since I have this astonishing ability to ignore work to talk and play with the people I love if work and they are both in the same room. I never really wanted life to be like this--living together but separate. I understand, though, that I'm not interested in the reverse: living constantly in each other's pockets like some odd set of conjoined triplets. I'd just like to find somewhere in the middle, a place where there's more than 10 minutes in the morning with Morguhn and 5 minutes here and there in passing with Ro.
Okay, I'll stop whining now. Life's been worse. Much. And I am grateful for what I have--some people go an entire lifetime never being loved.
The three of us are living largely disconnected lives in the same house. Even when we go somewhere together (like we did this past weekend going to coronation), there isn't a lot of connection. Morguhn spent Friday bored to tears wandering aimlessly while Rowan edged the Queen's Guard surcoats and I graded papers and beaded a gown for HRH. Friday night was court, and we all sat together, but talked to different people. After court I ended up talking to Countess Alexandra and Duchess Seonaid (which the Atlantians know I've spelled wrong, or would if they hadn't passed out from shock that I, Morguhn Sheridan's lady, spent hours in friendly conversation with Michael of Bedford's wife. Next thing you know, I'll have a friendly conversation with Duchess Bronwen. Ooops, that already happened: what was I thinking?!) while Morguhn was busy making the finals of the torch tourney and Rowan was busy snapping the bone on her ring finger. Saturday was more court, then they were back on the field ("oh no, I can fight: I probably just cracked the bone a little") and I went back to beading after more grading.
Then Monday, work, and Ro spent most of the evening with the Dr. and the x-ray techs. Last night she had Eastern Star, and Morguhn went to fight practice. Tonight Morguhn has Lodge, Ro's got a pre-op prep, and I have papers to grade (which keeps me in my room most evenings away from the them since I have this astonishing ability to ignore work to talk and play with the people I love if work and they are both in the same room. I never really wanted life to be like this--living together but separate. I understand, though, that I'm not interested in the reverse: living constantly in each other's pockets like some odd set of conjoined triplets. I'd just like to find somewhere in the middle, a place where there's more than 10 minutes in the morning with Morguhn and 5 minutes here and there in passing with Ro.
Okay, I'll stop whining now. Life's been worse. Much. And I am grateful for what I have--some people go an entire lifetime never being loved.
