My router decided to flake on me this morning so I had no wifi and couldn't work. I was soooo tempted to just go back to bed. But I rebooted and got connected again and am at work and boy does that feel like a missed opportunity

Shir, remember the Pirkei Avot: you are not required to complete the work.

Shir, remember the Pirkei Avot: you are not required to complete the work.

Yeah, that's one reason why yesterday/today were depressing. Because I still truly believe it, and I'm starting to doubt the idea that there are enough responsible people in the right positions who are doing their jobs. Because Pirkei Avot just becomes basic survival if that is the case, and that's very depressing.

Upon reflection, I think I understand why today was more difficult. For the first time since 2019 I'm back at work processing documents that are related to Nazi Germany and Nazi thinking/rationale. I'm always a bit low when I'm working with these materials, but doing so these days... There's no escapism anywhere. You read and catalog awful stuff or thoughts about awful stuff and check the news/see how your friends are doing and it's mostly bad news and it piles up.

So I figure I'll build myself an extra escapist routine for work days. With nice breaks for nothing but optimistic clips of animals doing funny things. And yoga. And a gratitude journal. And to remind myself that I still love my work and it's an honor to process the materials I'm processing.

Extra escapism sounds like a good idea, Shir. That's an extra load of awful to carry, even if it is an honor.

Son's GF and I are loading up the truck with various boxes of clothes and things to take to their new apartment. see Laura do the dance of almost having her own space again

It will probably be a few days before they are out totally, but I volunteered to help her start moving stuff while son is at work.

Woohoo, Laura! Great news!

Timelies all!

Mr.S's school is going to a hybrid model, starting Monday. He will be doing in-person classes Monday and Tuesday, and virtual classes the rest of the week. One new wrinkle is that the nanny/aide we've been using has decided she would not be able to do pick up at the school, and would only come on the virtual school days. So we need someone to pick Mr. S up at school and bring him home on those days. Gary's posted on a few places, but for next week we'll be doing that.

I was watching an interview with Rep. Katie Porter; she's a single mother with three kids, one in high school, one in middle school and one in elementary school. She'd dropped the high school one off and five minutes later he called to be picked up. The middle schooler got lost on the way to the school they'd been attending for six years. At the time, she hadn't heard from the third one, so assumed all was OK.

This sounds like the start to a creepypasta. Or a fairy tale, which is kind of the same thing.