anatomy of a day part three: an exercise in parallelism
12:30 AM - 6:20AM - Fitful sleep of vague nightmares and early morning anxiety.
6:30AM - 7:45AM - Verging on wakefulness, in which raised voices, the word "fuck" cut through our heroine's last stolen moments of sleep.
8:00 AM : In which our heroine pops a Sesame Street Video in, bartering 15 min in which to shower.
8:03 AM: Shower Shower Shower
8:08 - 8:12 AM: In which our heroine dresses with Care.
8:30 AM: In which our heroine checks email. In which our heroine receives No Answer.
8:35 AM A moment in which our heroine makes toast for the boys, and lets her mother in.
8:45 AM: A moment in which our heroine hugs her children, runs out the door, promises to take them swimming this afternoon, and promises her mother that she won't be late....again.
8:55 AM: Stops at Gimmee! for a small Platinum Blonde.
9:05 AM: Teaches class
10:05AM : Re-delivers charges to CSMA staff
10:10AM: In which our heroine is stood up.
10:15AM: In which our heroine takes a walk.
10:23AM: In which our heroine knocks on a door.
10:24 AM: In which there is... No Answer.
10:35 AM: A moment or four in which our heroine re-checks email, receives no answers, drafts an
email, deletes it and floods with self-disgust.
10:40 AM: In which our heroine takes another walking circuit of downtown.
11:00 AM: In which our heroine sits upstairs in her classroom staring at the pages of "Eros, the
Bittersweet."
11:10 AM: In which class begins
12:10 PM: In which class, thankfully, ends
12:25 PM: In which our heroine, again Knocks on a door,
12:26 PM: A moment in which the door is, again, not answered.
12:30 PM: A moment in which our heroine finds herself calling up at windows.
12:32PM - 1:00 PM: A half in hour in which our heroine cries.
1:00 PM: Frantic drive to pick up children. A moment in which our heroine acknowledges that she
is late.... again.
1:30 PM: A moment in which our heroine can't even go to the bathroom with out being interrupted.
1:45- 2:30PM: 45 minutes in which our heroine splashes around with her favorite urchins.
2:45 PM: A drive home in which our heroine realizes that she hasn't eaten all day and needs food.
(Valkyrie, your life force is running out. Valkyrie needs food badly.)
2:50PM: In which her heroine informs her children they will be stopping, albeit breifly, at the
store for hummus and carrots.
2:55 PM: In which our heroine's children inform her that one of them has a "massive hangnail" and
the other needs to "change my pants and poop."
2:57 PM: In which our heroine abandons all hope of hummus and takes her children home. (Don't
shoot the food!)
3:00 PM: Starts a bottle.
3:05 PM: In which, after attending to the various needs of little ones, and realizing that no nap
will be forthcoming, our intrepid crew goes out in search of hummus.
3:10 PM: After circling the block twice, finding parking, and fighting off fears that there will
be "No hummus." Small satisfaction is acheived.
3:11 PM: A short drive home in which our heroine realizes that she has left the stove on.
3:12 PM: A very long drive home in which our heroine imagines her home going up in flames while a
very elderly woman in a blue Volvo s-l-o-w-l-y- turns the corner.
3:13 PM: Arrival home in which our heroine is relieved to fnd her house still standing, turns off
the stove, feeds and waters her children, parcels out .5 lbs of hummus, raisin bread,
carrots, cucumbers and tomatoes.
3:15 PM: In which children are given cold cold apples to combat a hot hot day.
3:30 PM: A moment in which after a small scuffle Child #1 pushes child #2. Child #2 hits head, Child #2 two kicks over a plate of food.
3:35PM: In which our heroine scrapes hummus off the carpet.
6:30AM - 7:45AM - Verging on wakefulness, in which raised voices, the word "fuck" cut through our heroine's last stolen moments of sleep.
8:00 AM : In which our heroine pops a Sesame Street Video in, bartering 15 min in which to shower.
8:03 AM: Shower Shower Shower
8:08 - 8:12 AM: In which our heroine dresses with Care.
8:30 AM: In which our heroine checks email. In which our heroine receives No Answer.
8:35 AM A moment in which our heroine makes toast for the boys, and lets her mother in.
8:45 AM: A moment in which our heroine hugs her children, runs out the door, promises to take them swimming this afternoon, and promises her mother that she won't be late....again.
8:55 AM: Stops at Gimmee! for a small Platinum Blonde.
9:05 AM: Teaches class
10:05AM : Re-delivers charges to CSMA staff
10:10AM: In which our heroine is stood up.
10:15AM: In which our heroine takes a walk.
10:23AM: In which our heroine knocks on a door.
10:24 AM: In which there is... No Answer.
10:35 AM: A moment or four in which our heroine re-checks email, receives no answers, drafts an
email, deletes it and floods with self-disgust.
10:40 AM: In which our heroine takes another walking circuit of downtown.
11:00 AM: In which our heroine sits upstairs in her classroom staring at the pages of "Eros, the
Bittersweet."
11:10 AM: In which class begins
12:10 PM: In which class, thankfully, ends
12:25 PM: In which our heroine, again Knocks on a door,
12:26 PM: A moment in which the door is, again, not answered.
12:30 PM: A moment in which our heroine finds herself calling up at windows.
12:32PM - 1:00 PM: A half in hour in which our heroine cries.
1:00 PM: Frantic drive to pick up children. A moment in which our heroine acknowledges that she
is late.... again.
1:30 PM: A moment in which our heroine can't even go to the bathroom with out being interrupted.
1:45- 2:30PM: 45 minutes in which our heroine splashes around with her favorite urchins.
2:45 PM: A drive home in which our heroine realizes that she hasn't eaten all day and needs food.
(Valkyrie, your life force is running out. Valkyrie needs food badly.)
2:50PM: In which her heroine informs her children they will be stopping, albeit breifly, at the
store for hummus and carrots.
2:55 PM: In which our heroine's children inform her that one of them has a "massive hangnail" and
the other needs to "change my pants and poop."
2:57 PM: In which our heroine abandons all hope of hummus and takes her children home. (Don't
shoot the food!)
3:00 PM: Starts a bottle.
3:05 PM: In which, after attending to the various needs of little ones, and realizing that no nap
will be forthcoming, our intrepid crew goes out in search of hummus.
3:10 PM: After circling the block twice, finding parking, and fighting off fears that there will
be "No hummus." Small satisfaction is acheived.
3:11 PM: A short drive home in which our heroine realizes that she has left the stove on.
3:12 PM: A very long drive home in which our heroine imagines her home going up in flames while a
very elderly woman in a blue Volvo s-l-o-w-l-y- turns the corner.
3:13 PM: Arrival home in which our heroine is relieved to fnd her house still standing, turns off
the stove, feeds and waters her children, parcels out .5 lbs of hummus, raisin bread,
carrots, cucumbers and tomatoes.
3:15 PM: In which children are given cold cold apples to combat a hot hot day.
3:30 PM: A moment in which after a small scuffle Child #1 pushes child #2. Child #2 hits head, Child #2 two kicks over a plate of food.
3:35PM: In which our heroine scrapes hummus off the carpet.