my 7 yr old loves monopoly.

he will play with anyone, anytime.

on the floor, on the kitchen island, balanced on the back of the couch.

and his goal, every game, is to buy up both boardwalk and park place to load them with

as many hotels and houses as his wallet will allow.

makes collecting $200 a bit dicey

to say the least.

as i’ve been trying to find an easy way to explain

that this new year so far has not been easy,

or predictable or comfortable or … well, my 2013 so far has been like this:

i am coming round to his ‘corner of my bankruptcy’.

this son, in all his 7 yr old enthusiasm,

has counted out that if i get a 7

or a 9, he will have me

right where he

wants me.

with much trepidation i roll

and i roll a 6 which makes me feel almost giddy

(hadn’t really realized how stressed i was over a 7 or a 9 until i didn’t roll them).

so i

count out

my move.

landing safely

on ‘chance’.

innocently,

i pick up

my card

and

it says

‘advance token

to boardwalk’.

seriously. just can’t make this stuff up.

january and february have been hard rides

in a lot of ways. so here’s to

an uneventful march.  ok?  i feel so ready

for a little taste of downright dull.

who’s with me?

 ‘dull’ taken from 10:10 in ecclesiastes.