mac's 1st day. he had homework. YAY! seriously. the lack of homework in the 7th and 8th grades was ASTONISHING to me, so I hope even a worksheet a night comes home now that he is matriculated high school (still in jr. high building in our district).

Sadly, it sees he is in a remedial level of math in addition to Algebra 1. I don't mind if he needs it, but it is keeping him from starting a language this year. It's one of those things that had I known he was going to be placed in it, I would have had him do it over the summer. So, a call to the counselor's office tomorrow to have words.

also, if there is anything as rude as a teenager, I never want to meet it. So over the constant rudeness.

I'm sorry this is so fraught, Julie.

Poor Zoe. Glad she's home and mending.

We are having an epic storm right now and suddenly there is a leak between the front porch and the house. Unprecedented! It's always something with a house.

Huge storm. Two buckets deployed upstairs. Wall weeping. At least I got to swim at my Y & finish? The thunder started just as I left the building.

It's always something with a house

Which is why I want a condo or an apartment, where someone else has to deal with the structure.

Unironic xpost.

This is an intermittent leak that I think just turned full blown.

Which is why I want a condo or an apartment, where someone else has to deal with the structure.

That is definitely an appeal to that. I do love my house dearly, though.

More's coming, looks like. From the south this time.

Love my house, hate my roofer. (This leak has been 'fixed' twice.)

So over the constant rudeness.

It is cold comfort to think that one day Mac may have a teenager of his own and he will call you to apologize for being such a teenage turd burger.

NOW. The flash flood NWS alert blows up on my phone. Flash flood, you don't say.....