Too Many Muppets Today
Today was the longest Saturday since the last weekend I spent in Amsterdam, which was really just a dragged out recovery from the hideous Friday before, which was by far the worst day of the year, and possibly the century. Today was spent with Eric so his parents could get out for a bit. No real trouble (although my diaper skills have noticeably deteriorated…damnation), until ten hours later when his parents come home and all hell breaks loose. I know family can push each other’s buttons, but this was off the hook.
This was one of the last days we’ll hang together, and I don’t know how I feel about it. Three years is a long time, but the time to do it just isn’t there anymore, so I have to stop (over a year later than originally planned). I’m not terribly sad about it, which seems odd or callous or both. I’ll miss it, but more in the way you miss your old neighbourhood or school or house. You’ll go back and say, “Oh, yeah…that was cool…hmmm…” and that’ll be it. Although I have a bunch of really cool photos of Eric that’ll make cool presents for him and his parents…and hopefully combat what I can honestly say is the most bizarre rotational decorative scheme I’ve ever seen in my life.
*s*. In a way, it’s time to finally focus on other things now. For example, today was a major seminar on anti-terror and national security legislation that would have been really useful and interesting. Damn. I’m actually quite upset at missing that now…it was very important, but it was also important that they get a day off, which they never do.
My neighbour is throwing a party for his daughter, who just turned 8. It started at five. The band came at eleven. They’re playing till 3 AM.
That’s gangster.
This was one of the last days we’ll hang together, and I don’t know how I feel about it. Three years is a long time, but the time to do it just isn’t there anymore, so I have to stop (over a year later than originally planned). I’m not terribly sad about it, which seems odd or callous or both. I’ll miss it, but more in the way you miss your old neighbourhood or school or house. You’ll go back and say, “Oh, yeah…that was cool…hmmm…” and that’ll be it. Although I have a bunch of really cool photos of Eric that’ll make cool presents for him and his parents…and hopefully combat what I can honestly say is the most bizarre rotational decorative scheme I’ve ever seen in my life.
*s*. In a way, it’s time to finally focus on other things now. For example, today was a major seminar on anti-terror and national security legislation that would have been really useful and interesting. Damn. I’m actually quite upset at missing that now…it was very important, but it was also important that they get a day off, which they never do.
My neighbour is throwing a party for his daughter, who just turned 8. It started at five. The band came at eleven. They’re playing till 3 AM.
That’s gangster.