One last toast

Today is the last full day that I'll be in boston. I stopped by Dad's house, hung out with him for a few minutes, and we parted ways. Tonight I babysat the kids at Kara's. I've decided that I want Jared to be my replacement for taking care of the kids, and with Randi not exactly batting 1000 right now, and me heading off to Chicago, and I think there's no one better to do the job. The kids were thrilled to hear the news, and happily went to sleep. He came over and helped me put them to bed. Sorry it's all coming out so strange, I guess that's just how it feels. Just ackward and shitty. The other night while at the grocery store Jared and I bought a special ice cream sundae thing that I could eat. There was two in the package, so he brought them over to Kara's as the kids were going to bed. We chilled out, ate the ice cream and laughed at adult swim as we pissed the last of my hours here away. He took off to head to dad's for work in the morning, and I was left to ride my bike home. It was a very soothing reflective ride home, kind of like a last look at Marblehead. More than anything, it felt like wading through a pool of old memories. I had a conversation with a good friend of mine last night about how in relationships as much as people don't want to admit it you are investing a bit of yourself in that other person. That saying goes across the boards, not just with boyfriends and girlfriends. Quite frankly, no matter how much I'm going to love being back in Chicago I have a lot invested here. I'm going to miss it a lot. It really was great being able to hang out with my brother and just fuck around every day. It's now time to put my eyes back on the ball, and get ready for work. Only 2 weeks until the National Fight Directors Workshop and the National Action Film Workshop. *sigh.