There's this curious thing where your teen children separate from you and have their separate lives, but you can still see it.

Fortunately Matilda does not filter her IG account from me (as far as I know) and I can see the pictures her friend Iris took of her downtown tonight, at the Powell Street turnaround for the Cable Car line: [link]

She is her own person, doing her own thing.

What a weird world it is now. When I left the house as a teenager, my parents had no idea where I was or what I was doing. And thank goodness for that!!

It wasn't quite to the level it is now when mine were teens, but being able to text them was a wonderful thing!

First hurricane watch in my new oceanfront home! Might be a Cat 1, which means bringing in the balcony furniture and making sure I have a full box of wine. Not sure how it is going to go with the dog since it will be raining for more than 24 hours. We'll figure it out. Mostly since the winds are so strong from the east all the time it is going to be walking out into a face full of strong wind and rain, which I can deal with more easily than the dog.

Dylan's friend group is active on Discord but not IG or anywhere I can easily cyberstalk.

Mine always knew exactly where I was, even when I was a college student. They did far too much worrywarting considering if I was out late it meant I was sitting in a rec room with my fellow nerd friends talking about comics and playing tabletop RPGs.

I decided to go to the dmv on Wednesday., I have that off ...and tomorrow..but tomorrow is voting and birthday sushi and no dmv. When I got off work I wasn't feeling that great (I sat in the break room until I felt better) but wasn't going to deal with DMV.

Called the dentist--they put me on a cancellation list because I couldn't go this week. So I have to wait.

I'm trying to make a card for M . I'm not doing so great because I had an idea and then realized that my idea would only work if I was magic. Or had something fancy die cut machine to make a stencil. Since I don't have one I have to adjust. I had a couple of cards I was making and then moved some things off my desk and now.. I'm not sure where they went. So I'm also trying to clean up my mini boxes of doom that I have going on.

I had a bunch of responses I wanted to post but they have flown out of my mind. Just met with the dept VP re: how the layoffs affect our reorganization and my team that was basically created a year ago and has been redefined every couple of months with different responsibilities is being entirely dismantled and I'll be joining Planning. Whether I will continue to do the main thing I've been doing and working towards will be decided by him in the next couple of days, basically. It is, on the one hand, maximum flux but on the other I've been coasting on some level of flux for a long time now so in a way maybe not so hard an adjustment.

He didn't say anything about moving me to a different desk, so that's some continuity for the moment.

Anyway, kind of reeling and wanted to spew out my immediate reactions somewhere...

Oh, hell, I still need to vote. I kept ot doing it because I had plenty of time and now I have not so much time. Story of my life.

I'll be voting tomorrow in person, but have remembered to save my ballot so I can surrender it.

I also have to take Prubs into the vet because there's a new mass on her shoulder (where it was removed before) and it's gotten big in a hurry. So...probably another surgery for her, and that makes me sad and anxious. Also she's getting old and I just don't know how many surgeries I'm willing to put her through. She bounced back pretty quickly last time, and that was a more complex surgery with masses in two different places.

Anyway, she's a sweet little nugget and I'm worried about her.

I'd worry more about the election but it seems like a foregone conclusion that we'll lose the House. So I'm just going to hold out hope for some silver linings, like Stacey Abrams or Fetterman in PA.

Aw, Prubs.