Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Where the Sidewalk Ends

There have been a ton of changes this past month.  I've successfully defended my dissertation and graduated.  I'm taking some time to spend with my kids while I look for the right job, but I'm really in no hurry.  I know they're only going to be little for a short time and I'd like to enjoy that.

So I'm taking more time for us and myself, which has included taking them out on a few runs in the double jogger each week.  Although I'm so out of shape, which is even more painful with the jogger, I really enjoy getting out with them.  My little man is quite the personal trainer.  He tells me to go faster and questions each of my water breaks.

One of my gripes is this.  Where the sidewalk ends. 





No, not the lovely collection of poems I enjoyed as a child, but this.

There is no way this sidewalk can be used, which means we're all forced to go off the beaten path.  Perhaps I'm being critical because I live on the non-sidewalk side of the street, but it does bother me.  One of the reasons we bought a house in this subdivision was that it had sidewalks.  This is more of what I like to see.