February 3, 2016

Early to bed last night and I wasn’t even going to bother trying to get up at 5:13 – but…I smelled the coffee at 4:19 (I saw later the time was wrong on the machine).  These are the days.  The second thing this morning was getting a letter from a Swiss school regarding a Skype interview in 2 weeks.  I look very forward to it, yet am terrified again.  Just take the next indicated step….

Ethan wasn’t doing well at all, yet he still got up and began preparations for school, until he was sick.  So I sent him off to bed and gave him back the cell phone so I could contact him.  This is the downside of no landline.  Headed off to drop Mags at school, then off to my early client.

Wednesdays are my race days and today even more so; session finished, I walked client to school, headed back, grabbed cranberry crunch for staff meeting (Jen brought coffee and strawberries) and enjoyed a 2 hour meeting on Medi-cal stuff (street Medi-cal, gender-fluid Medi-cal, polyamory Medi-cal).  We insert our own types of humor to keep the juices flowing.  I was quite worried about Ethan as he’s sent a disturbing text about “it’s terrible, it’s just terrible and I can’t do anything about it” – then wouldn’t answer the phone.  It was hard, but I sat through staff until I got up to try calling once again and this time he answered. He was very sick, but ok.   After the 2 hour staff, it was straight to 2 hour group supervision, then to juvie for a supervisor’s meeting.  Finally I had about an hour of session with a kid.

And then it’s time to head to the store to pick up ginger ale, saltine crackers and the usual tummy ache items. Once I arrive at home, he was asleep.  My sweet child.  Maggie was at a roller skating school event with all the school campuses and it was about 40 minutes away, so after about 30 minutes at home, I got right back into the car.

Except as of late I am panicking in the car, more so at night.   I always envision cars hitting me or me crashing.  It is a fantastic time to practice deep breathing/calming exercises, but after I managed to avoid one idiot driver almost hitting me, I decided unless it is absolutely necessary, I will cut down the night-time driving. I never did remember the accident…I wonder if I ever will, or perhaps this is my psyche shedding a bit of itself.   There was a highlight of the day on this dark drive home.  Maggie and I discussed a kosher restaurant which seems to have disappeared.  I wondered why they would have knocked the building down…to which Mags responded that the new property owner wanted to clear the land.  Yes, but it costs money to demo a building, Mags.   Unless you have one of those tall cranes with the ball, she responded, in all seriousness.  I don’t know why this was so amusing to me, but it was the cherry of the day to me.  

Pictures:  Some things never change - Looney Tunes when you are sick; Wicked Tree; Nudelsuppe fur Ethan