Spinning The Plates

I've written about this before, I think, but it always bears repeating.
It's an old story in my house.
When we were growing up, She and I each watched The Ed Sullivan Show, the weekly variety show on TV on Sunday nights. There were several acts that seemed to appear every week or every other week---Topo Gigio, Senor Wences, and the guy that spun the plates. His entire act consisted of spinning plates on stationery sticks, adding more and more plates, rushing frantically from one stick to another, all to the background music of The Sabre Dance By Khachaturian...you know the music, you just might not know the title. As She and I spent our years together, the memory of this act became a metaphor for fierce concentration of positive thoughts about a hoped for outcome.
For the past few years, the Boy has been teaching at a major university in Philadelphia, but always in a non tenured position, having to have his position as a permanent lecturer renewed on an annual basis. And every year he would send out resumes for job applications in his chosen field. This year he got six interviews at the annual academic convention that he attends, and received an invitation for an on campus interview later this month, a major university here in the city, and it would mean that he could remain on the East Coast.
She and I spend all of our outside of work energy spinning the plates, concentrating hard for a positive ending to the situation. We speak during the day at work, and ask each other "are you spinning the plates"?
More to come....