Sunday Update - Week 11

Well, it's been one hell of a week in the world and here in particular.

First off, I'm fine and so are all my loved ones. Or at least none of them are sick. 

No writing got done.  I did some editing last Sunday, but then my focus went almost entirely to either virus related things or escaping thinking about virus related things by reading or baking.

Wednesday, I heard from the Kid that they were closing her university, so the scramble came up to find a way to get her out of there before they kicked her out on the street.  My sister picked her up yesterday and took her to my mom's.  This coming Wednesday, Mom will take her to the airport and she'll fly down here.  She'll stay here until Fall when, hopefully, the school will reopen. 

To that end, we'll be working on rearranging the spare room (aka Kira's bedroom) into a more comfortable space for long-term living.  We'll move the bed so she doesn't have to share a wall with our bedroom, which means moving the dresser.  I've already emptied the dresser for her clothes and moved stuff around in the closet.  Kira will have to deal with her room being commandeered for the purpose of housing the troops. 

In the realm of virus related things, I found eggs and butter and vegetable oil when I took Hubs up to get his hair cut.  He had a nice chat with the barber and I did some shopping.  I also stocked up on cigarettes because I'm not sure how long the supply chain will keep working and my supplier will stay open. 

I have been dying to go fishing.  Unfortunately, it's been raining elephants and water buffalo lately.  Six inches of sky water in the past week and it's raining right now.  This makes the river and the lake all muddy and dirty and the fish go deep to avoid the crap, so no fishing for me right now. 

Right now, I am a flaming ball of stress.  The hamster in my head runs his wheel pretty regularly anyway, but he's got his whole family up there now and they're all running on their wheels.  Sleep is like trying to catch smoke.  We're napping when we can.

The cat is unaffected (well, except for the room stuff).  So are the deer.  All they care about is whether there's food. 

Yesterday, amidst waiting to hear how the Kid pick-up and move worked out and stressing about that, I did our taxes.  Umm, yay?  Then I paid bills.  woohoo?  Then I told Hubs I was done braining for the day.  Later, I was online booking flights, so I guess I wasn't done braining.  Got a one-way from Flint to Chicago to Springfield in the middle of the day so no one has to drive in the dark.  Fun thing about crossing time zones - she leaves Flint at 11:40am and gets to Chicago at 11:59am.  Heh.

In totally non chaotic news, my crocuses are blooming.  The lilac has little leaves.  The hydrangea leaves are getting ready to unfurl.  There are green seedlets on the elms and the black cherry trees are starting to show green, too.  Spring doesn't care about no damn virus or the panicking of humans.  Life goes on.

And it'll go on for us, too.  Might be a little weird for all of us for a while, but this, too, shall pass.  Hang in there.  :hugs:

How was your week?

Good News: The Kid

First off, I got the go ahead yesterday to talk about something on the blog.  The Kid was accepted to Eastern Michigan University for the fall semester.  SQUEE!  She's busier than a one-armed paper hanger getting everything set to move across the state and start classes at the end of this month, but she's getting it done.  We're very proud of how far she's come and the fact that she's brave enough and confident enough to tackle this college thing again.  I have every confidence she will kick ass.  Hell, she already kicked ass at community college, finishing up her courses there with a 3.3 GPA (I think), and doing it while she had work and adult stuff to contend with. 

Being the forgetful Mom I am, I can't remember exactly what her plans are for a major.  I think it's International Studies with a focus on Asia and a minor in Philosophy.  She's really into Asia stuff and has been teaching herself the main Asian languages in her spare time.  Reading, not speaking, if I remember right.  Because it's hard to teach yourself the spoken language if you're not in a place where you can hear it.  That'll change once she's in classes.

I believe her ultimate goal is to become a translator.  

I'm not sure how much I can let loose with on the blog, so I won't say much more.  Other than she's been working pro bono helping with cleaning up translations into English people can actually understand.  (You know how we all make fun of poorly translated stuff?  She's helping fix that.) 

Anyway, we're super proud of her.  Going back to school at 26 isn't for the faint of heart.  Lord knows I was never brave enough to do it. You go, girl.

I suppose at some point, I should stop calling her the Kid.  She's an independent individual now.  Then again, she'll always be my Kid. 

Love you bunches and bundles, Ki.  Go forth and kick some college ass.