My mother has a church retreat all day, so I'm all excited for a better-organized day than I usually manage when we go to my father for lunch. We'll see when I actually make it up and out.

I'm headed out to see a 12 hour play.

Timelies all!

We're going to hit Buy Buy Baby at some point today to get another base for the car seat, so I can drive the little guy around when needed.

I'm headed out to see a 12 hour play.

What?

It's called All Our Tragic.

All Our Tragic is an epic adaptation of the thirty-two surviving Greek tragedies first mounted in 2014 and returning in the Summer of 2015. This twelve-hour theatrical event features the entire canon of Aeschylus, Sophocles and Euripides, creating a modern Festival of Dionysus. These Ancient Greek festivals were designed to encourage civic conversation about contemporary topics by incorporating art, politics and food.

Typically, audiences experience a play for two hours and then, within days, even high-quality productions dissipate from memory. In answer to this, we find ourselves turning toward making art that requests a prolonged commitment from the audience in exchange for an unforgettable experience.

All Our Tragic features nine hours of performed material and three hours for snack and meal time, which is included in the price of admission. These breaks are as important as the performances themselves; they provide a time to discuss the freshly-witnessed plays with others, to eat some food, and to get to know some strangers.

I am sorry to hear that yesterday was such a mess of gawdafful.

Dana, my best to your husband. I hope something good finds him.

flea, OMG

but my big issue is I am having so much trouble running a family and working full-time. I simply don't have enough energy at the end of the day to manage the emotions of everyone in my family

This. This. I am right there with you. I'd break but there's no on who's job is taking care of me, so it'd just be making my own workload tougher.

And JZ, I am sorry to hear Mathilda is so heartbroken about the classes. I know what that's like too. This is the first year Isaac hasn't been a puddle of tears on learning his class assignment. But the good news is that he's been dead wrong all those other years and has really loved all his teachers.

First round of errands done! Library, post office, liquor store. Now to walk to Target, except I'm already sweating and yuck. I will let myself take the bus home, even though that kind of eliminates going to the cheap supermarket. But exercise. And sheets.

My goal this weekend is to get the house all the way neat and considerably cleaner, plus get some gardening done. I have an elaborate plan for all of this, using a modified version of the pomodoro method -t mentioned quite a while ago.

So far I haven"I made it off the couch

My plan is to help my husband clean out a storage unit. Wish that filled all my onerosity quota this week, but nope.

I bought a timer to use for timing cleaning bouts, but I've lost the timer. Fortunately, my method of playing DVDs of TV shows works well.