It's been a fun couple weeks. Ro had Spring Break a couple weeks ago. I thought B and his mom were fighting because she usually offers to watch Ro during Spring Break. She didn't this time. I had a few site visits and trainings to go to. When I told B I was considering asking his mom, he asked which days I needed and took them off instead. It turned out he had some time to burn and wanted to spend time with Ro.
B and Ro went to Bakersfield for a rally one day when I had a site visit in west Kings County and the border of Kern County. Then we hung out at home doing nothing on the second day when I was at a training in San Jose. While in San Jose, I had a chance to catch up with Nick and Ariel and then had dinner with Emmy and Brian. Emmy had bought popcorn from Ro for his annual school fundraiser, but I completely forgot to take it during this visit. I may try to find time or schedule another visit back to the bay to get it to her. She said she otherwise might not make it back until Mother's Day.
Other than the trips, I worked from home while Ro spent too much time playing Pokemon on my old Nintendo DS lite and watching shows on his tablets. I tried to get him to read, but it's hit or miss with him. I think he prefers graphic novels to regular novels. The Spy School series was capturing his interest for awhile and he's starting the Spanish version of the Max Einstein series.
His week back as school was uneventful. He missed his friends. He actually did do his suggested reading over Spring Break, but it was like pulling teeth to try to get him to fill out his reading log for a prize. Then he did it and got a bag of chips.
Me: Was it worth it?
Him: Yeah.
Me: Are you going to just do it next time and not fight me on it?
Him: Probably not.
This last weekend was Porchfest. Porchfest is a thing that started up after COVID where random bands play on random porches in the Tower District. Many different kinds of bands play instead of just one genre. B didn't seem interested in any this year, but I talked B and Ro into going with me to see Iwanaga and For the Record. The first is a ska band I had heard about from some friends at church that turned out to be ok. The second was a band I had seen before and their music is pretty catchy. Ro was uninterested in standing for an hour and was turned off by the foul language. He and B walked off to meet up with B's mom just before For the Record played a song that he would have recognized. He didn't seem sad about it though so it was probably for the best. We didn't see anyone I knew, but B found out a coworker's daughter moved across the street from his mom's house and saw a few people that he didn't want to talk to while waiting for my bands to play.
I still need to find a ska band. I have this feeling of not being good enough to be in one, but these two that I saw were playing in pretty low registers. It seemed weird. I joked with B about joining more bands when I retire. I don't know if B is still trying to retire sooner. I've been happy doing my job because it always felt like there was a need for someone to do it so I don't really have a plan for retirement.
I have been trying to take care of my health though. I'm still trying to either get my suggested steps in or do a cardio workout. I did notice that my shoulders were really starting to ache and pop more than usual after a month. I went to the doctor to get it figured out and make sure I don't have a degenerative anything with my joints. The doc ordered xrays for my left shoulder and both ankles. Nothing really came up other than mild swelling in my ankles and a benign lump in my lung that may have been leftover from Valley Fever. My 60-70 year old band friend recently came back from a shoulder surgery. He said he was feeling pain in his shoulder, xrays were ok, but an MRI showed tears that needed the surgery. My doc had ordered physical therapy anyways so I'm hoping that the exercise tears are just natural and will heal best with physical therapy. The main reason why I was worried was because I had been lifting weights months ago and wasn't feeling the pain or popping that happened after this consistent cardio. We'll see what happens.
I love you and miss you.
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