I went to a soccer game, which was fun, and the weather was unexpectedly lovely (it said rain but was sunny) but even though I put on sunscreen I can already feel less than six hours later, it was not enough sunscreen. Oops.

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Also feeling burned out at work, but honestly it's home life that's harder than work life right now.

So your wife still isn't doing any of the housework, just yelling at you when you don't do it to her satisfaction?

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lemon on the Seder plate, symbolizes the hostages. Other than the color, "missing an opportunity" and sourness are a wordplay in Hebrew.

Oh, this is lovely. (We had an early Seder last night because tonight is the performance/award ceremony for Dylan's play*.) OTOH, the modern/social justice Seder plate is already hella crowded - alongside the traditional elements we add the orange (feminism), tomato (farmworkers/modern slavery), and potato (hunger/poverty).

*I've bragged about this on FB, but my son Dylan is an award-winning playwright! Why a NYC metro area theater would choose the first night of Passover to hold the celebration baffles me, but here we are.

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I just feel like I want to go to sleep and never wake up.

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If you don't want to talk to someone on the phone, you can also communicate over text.

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I've bragged about this on FB, but my son Dylan is an award-winning playwright! Why a NYC metro area theater would choose the first night of Passover to hold the celebration baffles me, but here we are.

That is awesome!

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So your wife still isn't doing any of the housework, just yelling at you when you don't do it to her satisfaction?

It's not like that. The old house used to get out of hand at times and it made her feel like a failure, so I'm making an extra effort to keep the new house nice. She cleans up after the dogs in the back yard and does the dishes sometimes.

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But Jesus Christ, he's only 26. This is some rough news.

That's awful. Cancer really sucks.

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So impressive, Jessica!

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Impressive, Jess! Or I guess, impressive Dylan!

Gud that doesn’t seem like an equal share. Maybe consider your daughter’s words from recently, about how she sees your relationship with your wife?

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There seems to be a slow move away from Zoom calls to Google Teams videoconferencing. Is that a thing or just my small sample of two in the last month?

Anyway, I talked with my financial planner this morning and I am plenty solvent. And I said things like, "If we get to this threshold I'm thinking about buying property for my kids, or with family in Greece" and he didn't say "Are you fucking delusional?!" He just nodded in a "Yeah, that's doable" way, which I have to tell you, is very weird.

(Though not as weird as cutting a six figure check for the IRS this year.)

The most cutting irony, that I feel almost daily, has to do with all the trips that Jacqueline and I had planned to take, and having the means to take them just a little too late.

Sorry for that sad bastard trip through "my diamond shoes are too tight."

However, this summer I will start the process of turning the attic into something like Stede's library, Jeannie's bottle, the inside of a Gypsy/Romney caravan and the reading room of an exclusive Men's Club circa 1927. This is something Jacqueline and I had discussed extensively, so it's a project that will keep her close to me as I'm working on it.

So if you ever had a won-the-lottery fantasy about making the ultimate reading room/ library, I'm on it. And you're all invited to spend an afternoon in a comfy leather chair or sprawled on a loveseat reading Josephine Tey or All-Of-A-Kind Family or Georgette Heyer or Michael Chabon or Erin Morgenstern or Stephen King as you please.

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