Life with Boose and Finch

I'm starting to realize I'm inclined to start each post with it's been awhile since the last post.  It's mainly because each time I get time to just sit, I've been knitting or trying to study for my deputy exam at the end of this month.  On the brighter sign, I can make lacy designs now with yarn overs. I failed my deputy exam at the end of last month.  I definitely knew a lot more than I did when I last attempted it in July 2019.  Usually the exam is done in front of a panel of three people.  This time, it was a phone call.  At one point, I froze while answering and the panel started to worry there was something wrong with the phone.  Luckily it was just me.  I caught up with a friend who was actually taking his exam at the exact same time and one person on his panel actually had the call dropped so he had to start completely over.  The exam is timed, and so you can guess how scary that might be.  I'll be much more ready (and third tim...

We had been getting the error E2F3 on our GE Whirlpool Duet washer. I had looked it up before and saw that it was a simple fix—the wire to the temperature sensor must have gotten pinched with the rattling from the washer until it started to snap.  So, I kept putting off fixing it a bit longer. If you remember, the dryer is stacked on top of the washer. In order to get to the back of the washer to fix anything, the dryer has to be taken down, and the washer needs to be pulled out of the closet.  Everything was fine for a very long time — maybe four years. If the washer stopped and showed the error, we could restart the machine, and it would continue on as if nothing happened. Stacked dryer over the washer Finally, last night, I realized that all four pairs of my jeans were in the dirty clothes basket and I wouldn’t have anything to wear today (Monday) for work. I figured, ok, I’ll was all of my jeans, a pair of B’s jeans, and three pairs of Ro’s jeans.  Well, the was...

Nothing much has really happened since the last post. We celebrated B’s birthday with takeout from Annex Kitchen complete with cocktails. Ro is getting stir crazy with the time passing by and I think he’s forgetting why it’s important to wash hand, not touch objects outside, etc. He’s also forgetting a lot of his Spanish since he isn’t able to practice it much. I’m feeling pretty scattered this Saturday, but happy to relax since it isn’t a shopping day. I’ve managed to get things to where I only need to do major shopping trips every other weekend. Easter was nicely low key. We forgot to dye the eggs for the Easter Bunny to hide, but we had a bunch of apples, and so he hid those around the house for Ro to find instead. Awhile ago, the Easter Bunny delivered a package of books and a few small toys from a local bookstore that turned out great. I have a feeling the Easter Bunny may have found a new traditions of books instead of a lot of toys and candies. Work is okay. I was tran...

I know it’s been awhile. Things have been crazy here in terms of trying to keep up with getting ahead of this virus. All of Ro’s favorite science podcasts have PSAs about proper hand washing. Even B’s grandpa was finally convinced that things are not normal or safe for him. I’ve been hesitating on keeping up this blog because it felt like I needed to have ideas and pictures or make my posts more full. Honestly, I really want to have a two-way conversation to make sure everything is okay with the people I care about. I’ve been waiting for the all clear and I don’t think it’ll ever happen. Each time I think about calling, I start to cry. It’s not being sensitive. It’s feeling alone. A lot of things changed after I had Ro. I started to be more afraid of driving in the dark or walking alone on a street. But even more so now, there are very few people I feel like I can trust to not leave.  I’ve gotten so tired of being blindesided that it’s hard to fight back.  That’s probably ...

We drove through the rain to Sacramento stopping only once because Ro didn't tell us he needed to use the bathroom until it was too late.  Once we got that figured out, the rest was pretty smooth sailing.  We stayed on the 7th floor of the Hyatt Regency across from Capitol Park.  For the most part, Ro was pretty good all week except for when he was really tired (unfortunately, that was most of the time).  He still doesn't quite understand hotel etiquette such as not running/stomping around the hotel room, or shouting.  The main problem with his little kid voice is that the high pitch is loud no matter what volume he speaks.  So, he had a hard time remembering that he needed to speak softer or whisper at night.  I think we might take him on another trip again.  While B was in his conference classes, Ro and I roamed around downtown Sacramento, Old Sacramento, and Sutter's Fort.  The first thing we did Monday was check out an umbrella from th...

We had a crazy busy last couple of weeks. Ro was starting to get kind of clingy and the week before Thanksgiving.  He told me that he really didn't want to go to school or daycare.  I told him that if he was good, he didn't have to go to daycare for the rest of the week.  My mom and stepdad then visited starting on Wednesday and drove Ro to my sister Ev and brother-in-law Ricardo's house that Friday.  It was a fairly uneventful visit, which means it must have been a good visit.   Things are still awkward to hang out with them because we still have to b-s- things to talk about together.  I'm not sure why this is.  Maybe it's because they have a more idealized memory about what it was like to raise kids -- so we don't really know how to talk about raising kids together because in their minds Ro is always acting out instead of just being a kid.  One of the days they were visiting, they said they took Ro to the park four times in one day...

I admit, it's been awhile since I last posted here.  I haven't really been feeling well lately and have been fighting depression. I know what has been bringing this on.  I've been overworked at work, and I don't feel very productive anymore.  At home, I'm just going through the motions of existing.  Sometimes, I can manage to get the laundry folded up, clean all of the dishes in the sink, and get most of the stuff picked up from the floor.  If I'm super lucky, I can also manage to sweep up all of the random dirt that is no longer trapped in the carpet we used to have from our laminate flooring.  But I'm just going to need to repeat these actions in the next few days.  I'm finding myself more often hiding from life by playing cell phone games.  Reading at least feels productive. I have a feeling that most of this comes down to it being a year since my car accident.  I still don't want to talk about it, but I'll try to make this a more prod...