Storm coming in.
I was going back and forth this afternoon about whether or not to try a creative writing class. If I try that, I would probably have to take a very basic English class, first. I can't write a book if I don't know where to stick my commas and semi-colons, etc. Would one English class be enough? Would I need to read some books I don't want to read just to refresh my knowledge of how to structure a sentence and where not to stick a preposition? How would I afford to take the class and get the books and still pay for the girls' semesters? Would it be a better role model to go? In the end, why bother when they are all too old to really benefit from the proceeds of the book which will no doubt be a best seller?
Then I had a startling thought - they may be too old to benefit from it, but any money I made would benefit Lyle and I when we retired.
That's the first time I have ever really thought about us in the afterlife as people who would still need money. I mean, of course I worry about how we will live when he retires, but this is the first time I have ever really thought of us as existing beyond the kids.
Now I feel really guilty.
In any case, I think I'll take a basic English course.
