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I had a really bad day. On the one hand, I don’t really know _why_ I had a really bad day. On the other hand, I do. School has started, and I think everyone is dreading the first full week of school. Also, there’s a lot of stuff going on. I just spent 3 days attending an online genealogy conference, keeping up with almost all of the livestreams, so I was only pretty marginally available. I finally talked to T. about what he has been doing on ancestry to the tree, and then going in and working with him to explain why the month he put in for my grandmother / his great grandmother’s death is almost certainly wrong and absolutely does not have good supporting evidence. So now, I can’t even poke fun at people who get worked up about standards of genealogical proof, because I just discovered I’m one too. *sigh*
I spent another several hours throwing everything at finding my dad’s mother’s family of origin in the 1920 census and _still_ cannot find them in either Idaho or Washington. Altho it _just now_ occurs to me that maybe I should see if there are any 1920 era datasets coming out of Canada some time soon, because who knows, maybe they went up there for a bit. I certainly have had other relatives who cycled in and out of Canada, and while I would not have expected it of this crowd, it’s not like it’s impossible.
A bogus address crept into a calendar entry for T.’s trail run today, and they went to the wrong place and so they were late. I shouldn’t even be managing this! Also, fuck autocorrect. I went in to fix future entries and it was _really fucking hard_. Autocorrect on the location _kept_ overriding what I was putting in. I did set up another family meeting. I’m going to try to do this on Sundays going forward, because honestly, we need this. It is this or me screaming, and I don’t like screaming and also I am quite sure this is much more effective in terms of making change happen and making change _stick_ than me screaming.
I talked to Priestess and she had an interesting idea about maybe pointing R. at a book or a class or whatever about parenting. The underlying issue here is my objection to all the cognitive load and that I feel like I really cannot leave even for a couple days, and honestly, maybe if I just sort of look at that up front and aggressively start offloading things in an organized way, it’ll be worse for a while, but might get better. There are some oddball little things that have just not successfully transitioned (doing A.’s hair in the morning), and not for great reasons. Maybe those are fixable with some focused attention. I’m _less_ optimistic about the Making Sure the Kids are Fed problem, but that’s mostly only a problem with A. now as T. is quite good at getting himself food.
Mostly I’m just totally exhausted and not getting nearly enough alone time. I’m not only starting to go up to my room — I’m locking the door. And people are _still_ interrupting.
I spent another several hours throwing everything at finding my dad’s mother’s family of origin in the 1920 census and _still_ cannot find them in either Idaho or Washington. Altho it _just now_ occurs to me that maybe I should see if there are any 1920 era datasets coming out of Canada some time soon, because who knows, maybe they went up there for a bit. I certainly have had other relatives who cycled in and out of Canada, and while I would not have expected it of this crowd, it’s not like it’s impossible.
A bogus address crept into a calendar entry for T.’s trail run today, and they went to the wrong place and so they were late. I shouldn’t even be managing this! Also, fuck autocorrect. I went in to fix future entries and it was _really fucking hard_. Autocorrect on the location _kept_ overriding what I was putting in. I did set up another family meeting. I’m going to try to do this on Sundays going forward, because honestly, we need this. It is this or me screaming, and I don’t like screaming and also I am quite sure this is much more effective in terms of making change happen and making change _stick_ than me screaming.
I talked to Priestess and she had an interesting idea about maybe pointing R. at a book or a class or whatever about parenting. The underlying issue here is my objection to all the cognitive load and that I feel like I really cannot leave even for a couple days, and honestly, maybe if I just sort of look at that up front and aggressively start offloading things in an organized way, it’ll be worse for a while, but might get better. There are some oddball little things that have just not successfully transitioned (doing A.’s hair in the morning), and not for great reasons. Maybe those are fixable with some focused attention. I’m _less_ optimistic about the Making Sure the Kids are Fed problem, but that’s mostly only a problem with A. now as T. is quite good at getting himself food.
Mostly I’m just totally exhausted and not getting nearly enough alone time. I’m not only starting to go up to my room — I’m locking the door. And people are _still_ interrupting.