Into the Void

The boys' open house went fine. Minor lugged his own supplies and I took care of Minisculus'. We deposited the materials in the right desks, said 'hello' to the teachers, and filled out more forms. I also dropped off Minor's epi-pen with the school nurse. The last took the longest. I was in a long line, and at least half of us had the same plastic bag with epi pen+Bendryl+doctor's order. It was 105 degrees and the school's A/C was losing the unequal struggle with 1000+ people roaming around. There are about 700 students in the school total, and we were all supposed to do this in a 30 minute window. They literally started locking the doors and making 'last call' like announcements and kicking people out.

The boys' father's flight was cancelled so he's still in Mali and will miss the boys' first day of school (tomorrow). To say I am Very Disappointed is still an understatement. Not his fault, but the sum total of my life is STILL (literally) babysitting his dream.

Minor's first soccer game was abysmal. It was very hot and he did not shine and they lost badly. There were a couple of Frat Boy Soccer Dads, but no (as far as I could tell) Fascist Soccer Dads, so I am counting it a tentative win for me. There is one Hispanic and two Indian kids on the team, so more melanin, which is good.

I finished Death on the Riveria by John Bude [1952], the Shedunnit book club book of the month. A decent whodunnit with the first 75% a smuggling mystery. The twist at the end is not bad.

I am feeling on edge and sort of restless.