The wait

Lest you think, from my last post, that I’m capable of taking all this one como si nada, please know that I can’t. 48 hours in and my house is a disaster and my brain is a dumpster fire. I’m kind of losing my mind.

I don’t know how I’m going to make it to mid-week. I think by Wednesday I’ll feel confident we either have it or we don’t. In the meantime… the wait.

The kids and I made it to the de Young to see the Ansel Adams exhibit. It was good. But they were distracted and not that into it and I didn’t have the energy to keep us in there very long.

My son and I walked across the promenade to check out the new dinosaur exhibit at the Academy of Sciences (I have a teacher membership and can only bring in one of them at a time). It was small and interesting, but more about how their bodies worked when they were so big (like the amount of food they would have to eat, and how far their heads were from their hearts) and less about different kinds of dinosaurs. He had been wanting to see it, so I’m glad we went really quick.

We got hot pretzels in the promenade before the de Young and paletas after the Academy while we waited for the bus.

At home we hung out in the back yard for a while. I finished my book (a Spanish language thriller) and tried to get the kitchen picked up enough that it didn’t make me panic every time I walked into it. We ordered a bunch of pizzas to get us through the week, and watched Howl’s Moving Castle. I got the kids to bed way too late.

I’m not the parent in this family who likes to stay home all day with the kids. The prospect of doing that today is kind of terrifying to me. I have a list of things we need to get done – clean out the car, make lunches, do laundry, cut both kids’ hair, work out (me) – and things I’d like to get done – pack the kids (which I can do a week before we (maybe) leave because it still hasn’t hit 70 here and it will be hot and humid where we’re going), finish The Emotional Lives of Teenagers (it’s due back to the library soon) – and I will write down when I plan to do these things so the day feels like it has some structure.

After a rough first day with Covid, my husband was feeling much better by last night, so I’m assuming he will feel even better today. That doesn’t mean much for me as were keeping him isolated downstairs, but at least I can just give him food to prepare for himself in the downstairs kitchen, instead of making stuff for him.

Right now I have to kittens in my lap so the day will have to wait.