by Lindsay Gallagher on 11/27/2011
It’s been a while since my last blog. It’s been weeks since I’ve written anything at all. Maybe it’s writers block. Maybe it’s because I’ve been pre-occupied by the following:
- Discovering termites: 6 infestations/2 estimates.
- Spaying Flowers. In an attempt to find a better/cheaper vet, I switched to a fancier, more expensive one and opted for high-tech laser surgery.
- Tess home with sore throat. Strep tests. Negative. Phew.
- The resignation of Ronan’s teacher.
- Report card #1 – Ronan.
- Veteran’s Day – no school. Also, Joe’s birthday. The date – 11/11/11 – was believed by some to signify the end of the world.
- Housing smashed off my driver’s-side mirror while parked on Melrose.
- Nutcracker rehearsals week #9.
- Last week of fall ball season. Go Warriors!
- Dog sitting. 4 days/nights with 3 dogs.
- Bagging (or chucking) all food and beauty products that have accumulated in my house over the past 6 years.
- Research and subsequent fear of Vikane and Chloropicrin.
- Stomach flu #1 –Tess.
- Early dismissal week – Ronan.
- Tenting and evacuation at 7am on a school day.
- The annihilation of termites (and anything else living in the walls/floors/ceilings of our house).
- Palm Springs.
- Re-entering house. Chloropicrin is tear gas. Fun times.
- Un-bagging food etc. To eat or not to eat?
- Nasty cough #1 – me. (Or epic Palm Springs Hangover? Or annual Nutcracker sickness #4?)
- Teacher conference #1– Ronan. New teacher is better than the last. 🙂
- Nutcracker rehearsal week #10.
- Baseball tournament. Go Warriors!
- Stomach Flu #2 – me.
- Joe’s knees.
- Report card #2– Tess.
- Nasty cough #2 – Ronan.
- Drama-girl drama.
- Half-day for Ronan. Dr’s appointment. Inhaler prescribed.
- Thanksgiving with friends. 🙂
- A rat bite in an apple on our kitchen island. No droppings. No other signs. Impressive rodent must have moved into termite-free house.
- Stomach flu #3 – Ronan. (Or over-zealous turkey-eating?)
- HUGO. 🙂
- Rat hunt.
- Capture/execution of rat. Thank you, Joe!
- Tess’s tears over the murder of the “cute” rat. I warned her not to look.
Now we are in Nutcracker rehearsal week #11. Next week Tess has half days and a teacher conference. The following week Joe goes back to work– yay – Ronan has a baseball tournament and a swim meet, and the ballet company loads into the theater. Christmas lights are already going up around the neighborhood. Thankfully, today everyone seems healthy. And miraculously I have a minute while the laundry is in the dryer.
This isn’t quite writing, but it’s a start.