Weekend Naps, Electrical Storms, and The Trouble with Grandparents

Spent most of the holiday weekend either on the couch or in bed, quickly collapsing into a dreamy state right after doing an airport drop-off at 5 AM on Friday morning.

Went out last night for a while, coming home to find that electrical storms knocked out the power. Spent an hour or so in the dark before going to bed.

Yup. Sounds like a real waste of time, I know. But it was exactly what I needed. I could have spent another week of days doing it all over again.

But, y’know, the world needs websites too.

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For those who have asked, the kids got to California just fine . . . once again proving my parental paranoia to be a worthless waste of energy (but, y’know, the one time I’m not paranoid could be the one time that it was needed most. So shut up and let me be a little crazy. It’s what I’m best at.)

Although they are now physically safe, the kids are currently in the presence of grandparents for the next four weeks — which means I’ll likely be getting back small goblin-like creatures, who might have once been children, creatures that vaguely resemble my own children in many ways . . . minus all the manners and self-restraint that I have worked so hard to emboss into their tiny little psyches over the past eight or so years . . . just like last year. Sigh.