Before the bad news.
We went out to dinner with our friends tonight, and I love them so much, but their fear of Covid has reached an alarming (and annoying) level. I get that this is a serious situation, but…fuck, dude.
I’m so bored and over this fucking quarantine bullshit that I just cleaned a toilet for fun.
There is a DMB concert on right now, and I don’t even care. I’m tired of everything.
D and I have decided we’re both going into our offices tomorrow and spending the day away from home. Then we will meet up on the evening and go get dinner.
I need a break from this house. It’s starting to feel like a prison.
I’m alone in the house for the first time in a long time, like I actually cannot remember the last time I was alone in the house.
My ex-husband’s gf might have Covid, so Jackson will be staying here until we know.
I’m really nervous about school starting in the fall, and I’m not sure I’m going to send him back with things as they are. I wish Parkway would announce their plan so that I could make a decision. I’d prefer online with limited in-person instruction. If they don’t offer online learning, I’m seriously considering signing him up for a private online school. I’ve started looking into options.
I wish we had good leadership. This would have been hard regardless, but we’re stuck with an incompetent, narcissistic man child as our president, and cases surging in the US. I don’t know what to do, but I know I’m not sending him back with things as they are now.
Freya has been going to marching band practice every day for the last week, and I hate that too. From what I’ve observed, social distancing is not being taken seriously. I know our kids need a social outlet, but I have a bad feeling about this. If it were my decision, it wouldn’t be happening. Her safety (and ours) is more important than her social life.
Ugh. What a shitty year. Fuck you, 2020.
Out of 22 working days – I have court on 17 of those days.
The majority of those 17 days require appearances in multiple courts. On one day, I have hearings in five different jurisdictions. To make matters even more stressful – on several occasions I am actually double booked for appearances.
I normally take the week of my birthday off, but I had to cancel that, because I am fucking SLAMMED. (But I am happy to report that there is no court on my actual birthday: the 22nd.)
A big part of the problem is that all the crim/traffic courts are finally getting around to rescheduling all the shit that got continued due to Covid. So I have to make up for like four months worth of hearings in one fucking month.
Jesus take the wheel. lol.
We decided to go to the pub for lunch today. We were very impressed by how clean everything was, and how well they were following the social distancing requirements. Plus, the entire staff was wearing masks. It felt really good to get out. Weird, but good.