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I walked with M. I did not walk with J. J. is doing the two week intensive training for crisis text line. It was great to talk to her (at pick up in the afternoon), and better understand how that works. I knew more about the telephone hotline system, and assumed the text line would be pretty similar, but crisis text line is working very hard to deal with burnout issues, and to connect people in crisis to local, real world resources. That is so wonderful. The world keeps getting better and better.
T. and I went back to his school to pick up his completed speaker project. Cardboard box, paper plate, decorated, and unknown internals and two very narrow gauge copper wires. Super cool, supposed to actually work, but have not hooked it up yet. He also picked up the stuff for his social studies project, a bumper stick for the Prepare to Travel project. He showed me the curricular materials in his google classroom account. We tracked down a gluestick that was not completely dried out. We found some icons online that we could print out and discussed design and what the bumper sticker would say. Fun project!
We also ran a couple errands: we dropped off a few books at the library as donations, and some boots at the clothing donation bin. Since the local middle class guilt reduction station has been reduced, we stopped at the bins by HG (formerly HGRM). The book donations were some of the cocktail books I had tracked down around the house months or a year or more ago, and stacked on a shelf in the dining room when we got rid of the playset and finished the conversion from playroom back to dining room. However, they were not very good cocktail books, and the more recent additions (the reference stuff for whisky and so forth) were pretty much instantly out of date, because of the rise of micro-distilleries. The very pretty cocktail book for The Aviary that K. got me for Christmas in July is now on that shelf. I cleared the altar down to the runner and lamp, and then set it up for the party: inflated the balloonicorn, put out the bowl of keychair stuffies that are party favors, etc.
In the course of putting the Complimat (piece of construction paper signed with nice words by friends at the end of last school year — it had been on the altar since then) up on A.’s wall of her room, I took down the Monsters University poster. I rolled it and put it in her closet on the off chance someone ever wanted it again, and while I was there I spotted a Renaissance style purple dress still in the package that we bought last year as a possible Halloween dress. She ultimately wore something else, but I think this one might still fit. She has been asking what she should wear for Halloween, and planned to get her nails done alternating black and purple when she went out with the babysitter today.
R. took T. to track. I got a glorious few hours in the evening to myself!
I did a bunch of puttering around the house: finished cleaning the downstairs lav (party tomorrow), the baseboards in the lav and the entry hall. I ran roomba. I sorted through some of the massive horde of A. stuff on the table in the kitchen. I dusted a lot of the downstairs.
I also made sourdough bread. I got the volume of the loaf to the right level for the pans I am using, and I let it rise long enough, however, I did the slash incorrectly so there is a massive side crack. Ooops!
T. and I went back to his school to pick up his completed speaker project. Cardboard box, paper plate, decorated, and unknown internals and two very narrow gauge copper wires. Super cool, supposed to actually work, but have not hooked it up yet. He also picked up the stuff for his social studies project, a bumper stick for the Prepare to Travel project. He showed me the curricular materials in his google classroom account. We tracked down a gluestick that was not completely dried out. We found some icons online that we could print out and discussed design and what the bumper sticker would say. Fun project!
We also ran a couple errands: we dropped off a few books at the library as donations, and some boots at the clothing donation bin. Since the local middle class guilt reduction station has been reduced, we stopped at the bins by HG (formerly HGRM). The book donations were some of the cocktail books I had tracked down around the house months or a year or more ago, and stacked on a shelf in the dining room when we got rid of the playset and finished the conversion from playroom back to dining room. However, they were not very good cocktail books, and the more recent additions (the reference stuff for whisky and so forth) were pretty much instantly out of date, because of the rise of micro-distilleries. The very pretty cocktail book for The Aviary that K. got me for Christmas in July is now on that shelf. I cleared the altar down to the runner and lamp, and then set it up for the party: inflated the balloonicorn, put out the bowl of keychair stuffies that are party favors, etc.
In the course of putting the Complimat (piece of construction paper signed with nice words by friends at the end of last school year — it had been on the altar since then) up on A.’s wall of her room, I took down the Monsters University poster. I rolled it and put it in her closet on the off chance someone ever wanted it again, and while I was there I spotted a Renaissance style purple dress still in the package that we bought last year as a possible Halloween dress. She ultimately wore something else, but I think this one might still fit. She has been asking what she should wear for Halloween, and planned to get her nails done alternating black and purple when she went out with the babysitter today.
R. took T. to track. I got a glorious few hours in the evening to myself!
I did a bunch of puttering around the house: finished cleaning the downstairs lav (party tomorrow), the baseboards in the lav and the entry hall. I ran roomba. I sorted through some of the massive horde of A. stuff on the table in the kitchen. I dusted a lot of the downstairs.
I also made sourdough bread. I got the volume of the loaf to the right level for the pans I am using, and I let it rise long enough, however, I did the slash incorrectly so there is a massive side crack. Ooops!