Two Days

 Plumbing, Jared's least favorite. Plumbing, something I don't touch... not this kind, anyway.

Plumbing, Jared's least favorite. Plumbing, something I don't touch... not this kind, anyway.

Writing at this time of year has been tricky. We just put in a twelve hour day. I am not complaining. I like what I do, though re-counting our inventory, and then getting it right in two different platforms on a beautiful day... well, I thought my eyeballs might fall out. Jared got a bit loopy, too.

Yesterday, Mother's Day, I took a nap even though I had slept in and had gone to bed early the night before. We ate a delicious garbage plate dinner (leftover takeout rice tossed with egg, shredded carrots, and chopped leftover pork, plus a homemade nacho platter and sliced oranges). We all collaborated on a very happy mother's day house cleaning, which ended two days (or more) of hostile negotiation. The day closed with tick checks and a reasonably happy family.