08.24.05 - Life Update

Well folks, a mere month ago I was bemoaning the fact that we, Cher, the kids and I, were not going to be able to get a house until sometime next year. Since Saturday, we’ve been moving into our new house. Go figure. It’s amazing what happens when you put something out there and go with it when the door opens - simply amazing. It’s a much bigger house than what we thought we could afford with a lovely shaded backyard and patio on which we have had BBQ everyday since we moved in. I’ll eventually tire of BBQ but it reminds me of my childhood and happy times watching my father grill. As he and his father have moved on past this life, I am slowly growing into the role of Mr. Seifert. He, of course, would be sitting around in a T-shirt drinking Coors Light while I sit around drinking diet Pepsi as I watch the grill. I had no idea how difficult it was to keep the kids from burning themselves on the grill until I had a grill of my own.

School began anew for both the kids and I Monday. I didn’t get to start until today because of the move and Josh doesn’t get to start until Friday for much the same reason. I’ve only met my Ethics professor so far but, I like her. Hopefully the others speak to me in a way I can understand. Because of the fact that I changed my Major at the last minute, I had to drop several classes and then sign up for whatever was open in my Major. As a result, I have a class that starts at 5:30pm and gets out at 6:45pm on Mondays and Wednesdays. This would be fine except that Cher and I have one night a week that is for us – date night. The night set aside for that is unfortunately Wednesday night.

Date night was not my idea. I think, and I may be mistaken, that I got the idea from my friend and mentor Don. In any case, one night a week is inviolate with regards to my marriage. That’s the one night that I plan to take my wife out and wine and dine her – just the two of us. With six kids, the importance of this is monumental. Wednesday night also happens to be the night that I drop my three off at their mother’s. Well, the appointed hour for this exchange is before I get home from school this semester and so Cheryl, bless her heart, has agreed to drop them off for me. This is a really big deal to me - after all, who really wants to talk to the ex of anyone they’re married to. This is reason #65 that I’m nominating Cher for sainthood. Thank you Cher! THANK YOU!

Anyhow, I won’t get home till like 7:30pm, which seems a little late to go out. Hopefully, I can convince Cher to go anyway. Though what we’ll do if we go out I have no idea - The movies this summer just SUCK. Perhaps a trip to the local Barnes and Noble for coffee and a book… We shall see.

That’s about all the time I have. I need to get to class. More later, of course.

RCS