I rarely reflect on particular days as being good or bad or long or short, but today was such a doozy that listing its main phases will have to stand in for a real blog post. Julia and I had a very nice breakfast around 6:45, but when Vivi woke up around 7:15, she went apeshit, screaming so loudly over everything (her wet diaper, going downstairs for breakfast, the content of breakfast, the fact that Julia had eaten, the fact that she couldn’t go wait for the school bus with Julia, etc.) that she killed one of my hearing-aid batteries. I disengaged from that mess in time to rush to a dentist appointment, which started late and lasted 90 minutes. That of course meant that the whole workday proper was going to be screwed up, which it was. I answered so many email messages in such a short period of time that my fingertips ached, then headed to a blood-donation appointment. It went smoothly, but left me feeling a bit queasy, which has never happened before and which didn’t help me get through the back-to-back meetings that followed. But I didn’t pass out and seemed to speak as coherently as needed. I ducked out of the second meeting to race home to finalize our newly-refinanced mortgage with our financial advisor, who left just in time for us to start the usual (and unusually smooth) dinner-bath-bed routine for the girls. Once the kids were asleep, I went back up to campus to first finish some work that I didn’t get done during the day and then to spend 90 minutes drawing at the open modeling session that’s sponsored by the Art department. After the session ended, I returned home to check the online class I’m teaching and respond to the inevitable questions about the research paper that’s due by midnight. From there it was a slippery slope to Facebook and this blog post.
Life is grand.