- Leftover greens & mashed potatoes
So, I was out on Monday for Al’s move job, then yesterday I had to leave early to chauffeur Mark to his colonoscopy (pretty awful, but so funny to see non-drinking Mark drunk on the anesthetic) – and I think I must be on something like 9,000 committees. So, work was a blur of emails, and meetings, and answering student questions. And my cool new Warby Parker eyeglass frames are just sitting on my desk on top of my prescription – no time to take them 2 blocks to the optician. Came home a little early to take our exchange student to pick up the package her mother had sent from the Netherlands, her new bank card with chocolates and Dutch chocolate sprinkles to fill up the box – it needed a signature, so we had to go to the post office, this little substation on E. Washington Ave. in amidst abandoned car dealerships and empty lots waiting for redevelopment. The feet and feet of snow are all north of us – we’re getting barely snowy wet stuff, so it was a trip through an urban landscape every bit as warm and welcoming as Minneapolis was over the weekend – grey, desolate, grimy. Got back, and Al had found out that after a brief phone interview with a company that had actually recruited him, he wasn’t getting called back for another interview. He took it really hard, in typical Al fashion, and by the time we sat down for dinner – mashed potatoes and a mess of greens; didn’t manage the salmon cakes that were also supposed to be on the menu – I was feeling that exhaustion I used to feel so often when Al was a little kid and had one of those tantrums that left us all gasping for breath. Meanwhile, still emails to send, bills to pay, online courses to check in on ….
And, dang I just remembered that my plan was to do laundry tonight. I bought a bigger hamper yesterday at Target, but it’s almost full. I guess maybe laundry and salmon cakes will be tomorrow night.
