Saturday, January 21, 2017

safe and secure


yesterday afternoon gd and my mom both came down with whatever i'd been suffering on thursday, so that put a damper on things. i took over for gd and sorted out everything aside from breastfeeding, and after the two of them went to sleep i sat in front of pom poko and ate leftovers that were so spicy they were painful. i didn't particularly enjoy pom poko, to be honest. it's not bad, probably very good for kids, but it's not even in the same league as princess mononoke / spirited away / howl's moving castle / my neighbour totoro...

... i went to bed as soon as i was done eating, and spent half the night suffering acid reflux. figures.

i got to sleep in in the morning, we watched a bit more trollhunter, performed and hour or two of basic parenting, and then mr smear went down for his nap. gd and i watched most of rezort, which we'd finish in the evening: great concept, a solid zombie flick by most standards but holy crap - did the writers HAVE to resort to dumbing down the characters for the action sequences?! seriously, it damages character credibility and was totally unnecessary :(

speaking of zombies and dumbed-down characters, i spent a good chunk of the afternoon resurrecting the email address of the guy who gave my mother the phone i'm (not) using, only to recreate the appleid he'd deleted and find that it's not enough to reactivate the phone. so, in a nutshell, if you have find my iphone set up and you delete your account, instead of the device being unregistered it straight-up renders the device unusable. amazing.

my mom and i took mr smear for a walk to the lighthouse, the sunset was INCREDIBLE and i couldn't take photos without my phone; mr smear almost took a tumble from a kiddie swing that's poorly designed but otherwise had a grand old time. a big dinner and showering and putting mr smear to sleep (again, him putting himself to bed) then briefly watching stuff with gd before getting into work.


well, we seem to have gotten over our illness, though we're still in the phase of praying that mr smear got it before us and that it isn't something impending; we've really been through enough this last week. and just as soon as gd started feeling better, her leg started hurting, so it's not like we're enjoying a break or anything :P

Friday, January 20, 2017

ups and downs and round and rounds

ugh, i've just handed in my phone for repair (battery replacement) and the one i borrowed is practically unusable. maybe that's a good thing.

wednesday 4th:

6.30 to bed after a rabbit hole of node stream error handling, 7.30 up with mr smear's foot in my face, back to bed a diaper change later and then up at 10... has gd found an rls release trigger point?

scrapper chat and remembering to read the story he sent me (years?) ago
putting mr smear to bed with my voice for the second day in a row

awesome luck figuring out an undocumented feature that i needed for work

a slightly better gym crèche experience, not having much energy for the treadmill, and not having the control to hit the bags without hurting my hands (broken gloves), BUT finally crossing over with the jump rope!

meeting my uncle while waiting for nü to not make the juice i ordered

SxS's big news!
gd laughing uncontrollably for ages because i was choking in the car
for the love of spock is a really touching documentary

getting into a good work groove

thursday 5th:

learning a lot about html5 audio, and discovering along the way that for ages i'd been hunting for a bug in my server code when the client (jquery ajax) was the issue all along

into bed around 4.20am, out around 9am, rushed and too-fluid maize meal, an overcrowded apartment viewing with an honest neighbour to warn us off, a quick stop at my mom's and a breakfast mission to nü: hard work, but kinda fun, meeting the shaliach's wife

quick home run then my mom coming over so i could take gd for a haircut, very lucky parking, falling asleep waiting, wellness warehouse mission, mr smear's nap and passing out on the couch and a blast of wind to the face and visiting protoplasm with and for a beer
the long kiss goodnight: getting mr smear showered and ready for bed and the spending at least half an hour trying to get him to sleep; i *think* he understands the hebrew word for "lie down" already

fleas? or something else?

watching a reconstruction of jobs vs gates, then getting some work done before losing my second wind

friday 6th:

actually getting through to 3am with at least some success (although the main target was proving elusive), then being woken repeatedly until 8am and managing to steal about an hour's nap afterwards

flea fighting, going to see a really nice apartment that has too many stairs for us, a not-unpleasant telkom visit, a very quick but nice visit from my sister, nap time and introducing gd to tropic thunder, mom coming over for friday night (hot fusion) dinner, mr smear's first kicks, mr smear putting himself to sleep for the first time, watching an episode of under the dome then passing out

saturday 7th:

a full night's sleep, waking up exhausted and with mr smear climbing all over me, going to see a really nice apartment, then through to my aunt's for a great brunch - it was very tiring running after mr smear and keeping him out of the pool, and gd's faux pas left a bad taste in her mouth

mr smear passing out on the way home, me alongside him only i didn't wake up as quickly after we got home; shopping and gd cooking and not taking mr smear out in the wind, my mom coming over for dinner and watching the rest of the first episode of the secret life of 4, 5 & 6 year olds; peaches and cream followed by chocolate and cream (all vegan) and two too many episodes of under the dome before passing out

sunday 8th:

another decent night's sleep, waking up to trollhunter (excellent), mr smear going down for a nap and taking advantage with a good chunk of ffix; looking at apartments before heading to meet with sailor at the concert in the park

chasing mr smear, no alcohol at a concert, family fun outdoors and the music wasn't bad

hot fusion, feng shui / acupuncture / nutrition / movement / ufc

scary blue screens of death, under the dome,

monday 9th:

diving into browserify, which could have saved me an enormous amount of time had i bothered to learn about it before, crashing around 4.15am

early up with mr smear crawling over me, a little bit more sleep then beginning a day of wear and tear, gd losing a banana, mr smear all over the place and gleefully discovering that screams aren't appreciated (sore ears for the rest of us), a much needed nap time (though most of it spent in ffix)
a super hot day with a super hard wind, printing photos and learning about flea control and drown-proofing babies (we'll skip, thanks), attempting to take mr smear for a walk and meeting a lovely belgian family who needed help starting their car but forgetting to get their details, finding gd's lost page, big wind interfering with post-shower drying
third night getting mr smear to sleep on his own, but it involved screaming and a few teary attempts before he acquiesced and required a lot of resolve

a big dinner, a couple of episodes of under the dome, and then falling asleep on the couch

tuesday 10th:

up early and working hard, tensions over fleas (or not fleas, but possibly a breakdown) reaching a dangerous high
gearing up for mr smear's first day at school, posting and shopping with mr smear

some people look at the glass half empty, some half full; some go thirsty tonguing the chipped edges instead of drinking the water

delivering a care package for my mom, taking mr smear to the playground where he sat on the swing staring seriously before showing off his new ladder climbing skills

bedtime prep, dinner, ffix, then finally making a huge leap forward at work

wednesday 11th:

an awful mosquito / whatever experience but working well and getting to bed around 3.30, being woken at 7.30 by a telkom agent calling to inform me that they will investigate their overcharging me as promised

breakfast reading and sharing a (vegan) toasted cheese with mr smear, taking him to his first day at nursery school. his screams as we said goodbye were heart wrenching, but of course two seconds after we closed the door he was fine and playing.

a long, important talk in the parking lot (from end of the world to new beginnings)

baby city cell signal / security guard issues, ackermans for a cute baby backpack and then picking up mr smear who was reluctant to leave; going to see two beautiful apartments, one reasonably priced, and an awkward conversation with a girl i went to school with but have nothing to say to

lunch, nap, meander, bedtime prep, under the dome (writing going south fast), ffix

thursday 12th:

lots of optimization with small (immediate) payoff until 4am, dragging myself out of bed at 7.30 to breakfast with mr smear before dropping him off (and introducing him to the sandpit), a twenty minute power nap that ended in virtual tears (i barely managed to get off the couch, and we were late to my mom's); running into the wife of a montreal couple who'd invited us to dinner repeatedly while we lived there, picking up a happy mr smear and walking back to a great bootlegger lunch with my great aunt, finally singing mr smear to sleep minutes before we left

[no recollection of following events]

passing out early and exhausted

friday 13th:

a mostly decent night's sleep, with one interruption when mr smear decided he was NOT interested in sleeping anymore, waking up from a disturbing dream in which protoplasm gave me a ride on his bike to my apartment where i hadn't been in a few days, during which time my flatmate had illegally sublet to a whole bunch of strange people

starting the day on the wrong foot when it could have been fantastic; dropping mr smear off and looking at an apartment in my mom's block, picking up mr smear and looking at a tiny dark apartment on the mountainside then hitting the waterfront for lunch (accidentally waking mr smear from his nap) and shopping

a half a nap and a fun visit to the doctor, getting mr smear to sleep again, running to the pharmacy, and keeping mr smear occupied while gd cooked

a great dinner at my cousins with my brother and his eldest

saturday 14th:

coming home really late, bailing on swimming lessons before dropping into bed

reading preacher while mr smear slept in until 11am, an awesome twenty minutes of just laying around and chilling before getting up

a long, slow day being too tired to do anything.

under the dome started brilliantly, but why is it that so many writers can't push a story forward without every character becoming utterly stupid and making unreasonably irrational choices?

taking mr smear to the park, a cold breeze coming up just as the park closed and with no sweater having to put my shirt on him on the way back

bedtime ritual, mr smear putting himself to bed again, watching my sex robot and an interesting cannabis documentary

the lost plane ticket (we totally forgot to change the dates of our return flights), second night fighting rls in a row (did i win or lose?)

sunday 15th:

sleep: back to regular programming

first coffee ruined, taking mr smear to kirstenbosch: warm and drizzly, mr smear's wet barefoot adventure

bree street festival, finding the pure building and being shocked by the raw and roxy experience: vegan businesses need to represent the community in a positive way, and the owner actually insulted my non-vegan mother.

long sunny walk to the car, "we're all a sort of family" car guard, showering and off to a fun tea with my brother and cousin and co

mr smear passing out on my chest on our way home, ffix - making awesome progress and the giving it up when mr smear threw up his dinner all over me and the walls and floors, then later threw up all the water he'd had to drink after the first go...

monday 16th:

a heavy wind, and 2.30am attempt to feed again and a repeat performance (replacing bedsheets and oh! we weren't using the protective sheet! fancy that...) and remembering to invoice *just* before the american day was out

5.40am cutting short a second feed to keep it down and everyone getting a bit of sleep (minus my own digestion difficulties)

first school sick day... the plan was breakfast and a visit to sort out the car rental, but mr smear crashed so we waited - too tired to do anything, too restless to sleep. i finally did go, and when i was on my way back gd called to inform me that mr smear had regressed. my mom arrived before i did, teamwork made the rest of the day manageable (including allowing me a call with SxS), and after transferring mr smear to his room i actually managed to get some work done

a short nap, then coffee and continuing

tuesday 17th:

cape town heavy, mountain fires and big winds (enough to thoroughly clear the streets)

deep into web workers and constantly interrupted by an indecisive mr smear - although he did, strangely enough, begin clearly instructing me to put him down so he could sleep. i felt like we'd entered the twilight zone.

3.30 to bed, early up with a sore neck (lately i just can't get comfortable unless i'm sleeping with it in a bad position)

first feed going awry when mr smear threw up into the unreachable / uncleanable gaps between the back and base of the couch

a little bit of a rest when the cleaning lady arrived, then a mission to the doctor (mr smear farting up a storm to illustrate his discomfort), picking up a couple of ps3 games at the pawn shop (fallout 3 / deus ex), then shopping before coming home exhausted to struggle with an irritable mr smear

a long afternoon; mr smear now at the point where he can physically insist to sit at the table with us. my mom joining us in the hunt for a lost item and dinner

giving in to my wife's demand for more comics
mr smear and the screaming showdown (he won, and then told me when to put him down to sleep)
testing the games
work interrupted for another hurl

wednesday 18th:

another tough night, gearing up for a better morning but another last minute hurl and another day off school called in - so much for buying ourselves a rest

the nap: lying on my back drifting in and out of consciousness for a while, feeling quite put-upon by life and in desperate need of a break

dropping gd off at the gym, sorting leftovers for lunch, finally getting an opportunity to work and having to rush off to pick up gd who'd just learned the hard way that the african sun is dangerously strong
too restless to nap, too tired to function, zang caffeinated chocolate to the rescue and just getting into some work when mr smear woke up...

sneaking out with him when gd went to physio to pick up a package she's been waiting for, but the post office was closed. my mom joining me for coffee, and buying me new boxing gloves; returning home for a chat with SxS (it sucks being right about needing to let someone go when the confirmation comes months later)

gd going to bed early, watching (and being astounded by) zero motivation,

thursday 19th:

switching project contexts and getting back into old shit

a few hours of sleep, then waking up to an upset stomach and a stressed wife; taking mr smear to school, picking up post, no oat milk at dischem, coming home to a heaviness just as the therapist arrived. a helpful session, then straight back to the school to pick up mr smear. feeling exhausted and weak, naps interrupted and stormy stomach, humming mr smear to his nap while trying not to pass out myself

surviving tea with k-twang and co, dropping gd off at her first kung fu class and taking mr smear for a walk around the cbd; plant to use their facilities and share a smoothie, then running into my niece while waiting for gd to finish

a tough drive home, my mom helping out by taking some pure dude's car keys back to the gym and subbing for me until mr smear's bedtime; mr smear really not liking me at all

getting up at 10.30pm for a meeting, then going back to bed

friday 20th:

waking up feeling MUCH better, although not great. a pleasant pre-school prep, smoothly dropping off mr smear, filling the petrol tank and coming back home for a nap. picking up mr smear, then a phone from my mom's, then heading to the waterfront to hand in my phone to get the battery replaced and try to find shoes for mr smear. food fail with gd taking a wrap that she was allergic to and mr smear loving the turmeric juice but covering himself with a good portion of it. his nap finally kicking in as we got home, the awkwardness of informing our cleaning lady of our new schedule


i think one of my email accounts has been hacked, but i've not way of accessing it (thanks again, gmail, for not having humans involved in your forgotten password process). mr smear's still napping, let's see how much work i get done before he wakes up :P

Wednesday, January 04, 2017

happy new year! and stuff!

saturday 24th:

ffix - amazing how much progress i'm willing to sacrifice after losing a couple of card games

two laundry missions because i didn't know they only accept cash and hoping i didn't drop any on the way home (in addition to the items that a friendly stranger stuffed back in the bag for me), buying a dozen rolls for dinner and promptly leaving them at home, mr smear whining the whole way to my sister's

two heavy boxers scrambling to lick mr smear and bashing into him, throwing him back a couple of feet to a hard landing that was awful to watch and reverberated in my mind for a good while; but aside from a couple of unhappy seconds the incident didn't seem to have much effect aside from terrifying his parents

a busy, exhausting evening with lots of family and chasing after mr smear

getting home late

sunday 25th:

mr smear sleeping straight through again (!!!) and me waking up early to get some work done

making significant progress with chrome, but then struggling with edge...

the long but not unpleasant drive to the farm (sore temples, eye strain?)
the beer mission on my behalf and mr smear and the dogs, both female but one a real bitch, running after mr smear for a few hours when he wasn't entertaining and being entertained (he made a good impression)
a big lunch, changing into swimming gear but passing out instead, being woken far too early from a fantastic nap to chug coffee to drive home but my mom coming to the rescue 'cause i was too tired and foggy after the caffeine

a couple of hours of getting mr smear into bed, dirk gently isn't funny but it's a lot of fun, going to bed early

monday 26th:

one midnight feed and a lot of dreaming, slowly waking up while mr smear slept in

what could have been a nice day soured into hours of taking care of mr smear alone, including dealing with a tantrum in the supermarket - lots of great moments, but lots of inexplicable neediness and a couple of hard lessons (i know it's a boy thing, but still)

a much improved evening after finally getting mr smear to bed, the final fantasy xv movie isn't all coherent but aside from the lips it's visually breathtaking and overall very exciting

tuesday 27th:

dreaming intensely straight through my alarm, a convoluted dream about being framed and persecuted for a number of serious crimes; i woke up with my heart in my throat as they figured out which apartment gd and i were in using a rottweiler and i was holding back the locksmith with my hand on the lock while she fled through the back and i prepared to let go to follow

working until sunrise, sleeping late, big breakfast for mr smear, a walk with my mom to see a tiny apartment, the woman at shawarma express spiking my laffa with unenjoyably sharp pickles

working through mr smear's nap, an afternoon switching between productive and playing, a windy walk which was about 50/50 fun/effort, candles and dinner and dirk gently and ffix (again with the card game taking precedence over the story, although now that i've learned that unlike ffviii there's no relevant payoff like the "card" ability i'm just going to get on with it)

wednesday 28th:

damn, 2016, that's three celebrities in your last five days and we're not even done yet. i was never a big george michael fan, but richard adams and carrie fisher? :(

struggling with cross browser compatibility, which is beginning to feel a bit bane-of-existence-y

4.30am bedtime

up at 9.30 with only an hour skipped, a few hectic hours then one or two peaceful, then a gym mission (my wrist has been hurting because my glove's torn, the crèche women are assholes), no time for waterfront shopping, mr smear loving some of hot fusion's spiciest, my first time back in the small shul at marais road in many, many years to say kaddish for my grandfather's yahrzeit, shower time and bedtime and dinner and passing out to crazyhead

thursday 29th:

lots of sleep, even if not good quality
gd's and my first haircut in months
balcony gate
running into my swimming teacher at the post office
from a precision mission to lunch at the food court, being smothered by the holiday maul people
mr smear finally passing out on the way home, an overly warm evening, ffix, a lot of trouble getting mr smear to bed, a little bit of crazyhead, a little more ffix and then settling down to get some work done

friday 30th:

mr smear having trouble sleeping but managing to make excellent progress at work; finally getting to bed just after 4am

mr smear continuing the struggle, getting about three hours of sleep in before the day got started, one piece in the background and chores, a failing backup locking up my computer all day, running into my first rollerblading buddy on the way to the bank, a shopping mission, joined by mum over late lunch, no afternoon rest but absolutely exhausted, fun with mr smear and his granny while gd cooked

saturday 31st:

horror news (anime)
hating the windows backup tool which made me restart for the second time (eventually scrapping my backups and using aomei backupper instead)
mr smear's big nap, dirk gently after failing at my own nap
picking up giovanni's rolls and getting to my sister's in spite of the gps
a lovely afternoon in the pool, mr smear's water wings and the dogs popping his ball
driving home late, picking up hot fusion, getting mr smear showered and in bed in record time
dirk gently - brilliant season finale, then ffix into the new year

sunday 1st:

midnight feed + really bad acid reflux + sudden, violent, inexplicable skin burning sensation (anxiety, perhaps?)

waking up after enough hours of sleep but still not rested

a tough morning trying and failing to decide what to do, then mr smear's nap and ffix / getting into the preacher comics
taking mr smear to the gym's pool with my mom in the late afternoon after tasting gd's vegan apple crisp (which is delicious, she's trying to keep me fat), bo burnham: make happy

reading the insert on the acid reflux meds before bed - kinda scary, it's definitely for emergencies only and not to be used protectively (as advised by my brother and the pharmacist)

monday 2nd:

waking up feeling a lot more rested
a quick visit to the gym, our session interrupted by mr smear with perfect timing to get us to lunch with my nieces on time: unfortunately, we've lost faith in the gym's crèche as their idea of caring for our toddler seems to be putting him in his stroller in front of the telly, which is really uncool (and today i complained to a manager, who told me that that's not acceptable and that it looks like they're going to need to do some retraining)

a delicious lunch at mykonos, an amusing non-incident when my brother arrived but ducked as soon as he learned that my nieces were there; non-coffee and snapchatting mr smear at our place, then a struggle to get a very tired mr smear to nap: we gave up, put one piece on and took turns running after him until around 5.30-6-ish, when we did the grocery shopping (i gave up taking photos of the empty shelves when it became clear that it was most of the store) and took mr smear for a walk along the promenade

massive waves hitting the wall, mr smear climbing a ladder all by himself to thunderous applause, figuring out another kid's bike on contact, hugs from little strangers

a very efficient bedtime prep, a few much-needed minutes of literally doing nothing together, ordering indian and watching the rest of bo burnham: make happy.

if i went out to see bo burnham live expecting comedy i'd be pissed. but i just gave him another chance as a performance artist and he is literally poetry in motion. and funny, too, but only when you least expect it. genius.

trying to rest while gd watched the first episode of the OA and failing

tuesday 3rd:

that disconcerting moment where you run code just to see what your input looks like when suddenly the whole chain you've been struggling with falls into place and you get your desired end result

and then spend hours trying to figure out why it doesn't work on microsoft products

bedtime 3:15

getting in a few hours of rest, odd dreams, breakfast and reading to mr smear and then trying to nap when he passed out, only he got up after five minutes and i lay in bed with anxiety caused by swimming in debt with no clear way out of it

trouble getting mr smear to bed until i sang to him, then watching rain man (oh, man, the writing and acting were phenomenal!) while he napped, then actively waking him to take him for a windy walk (and swing, where we were pissed off by an older couple vandalizing the kiddies swings)

hot fusion, supper and shower and putting mr smear to bed, passing out to the OA and

wednesday 4th:

spending the next few hours waking up then going back to sleep (dreams about scrapper in an enormous square apartment block in a concrete wasteland), finally managing to drag myself out of bed at 3am to work

Tuesday, December 27, 2016


public service announcement: i've been trying to find out about the dangers of fluoride. after lots and lots of scientific-sounding articles that make general jack d. ripper's musings in dr strangelove sound entirely clearheaded and rational, i finally came across okay! things makes a lot more sense now.

for interested capetonian parents:
so far, the only fluoride-free kid's toothpaste we've found is the locally produced - and vegan - and it's really good!

Saturday, December 24, 2016

happy holidays!

sunday 11th:

late to bed, early to rise. a regular morning with an aim to go to kirstenbosch, a little traffic along the way and turning around before we reached the entrance because gd's back and phobia got the better of her; getting stuck in rugby traffic for half an hour on the way back home.

exhausted and struggling to entertain mr smear while gd prepared lunch, unable to nap the minute i was given the opportunity

dr horrible's sing-along blog, taking mr smear for a walk through the green point park with my mom

prepping mr smear for bed, a great couple of episodes of 3%, going to bed early

monday 12th:

getting up after the midnight feed, a little bit of productivity and a lot of hacknet, very little sleep

gd still out of action, taking mr smear to the beach. mr smear loving the water! it's really difficult to manage a toddler at the beach alone, so leaving there with both of us full of sand and intending to shower immediately when we got home but he fell asleep in the car so that didn't work out :P

a bit of a rest, but not quite, then a chiropractor visit followed by mom visiting us followed by managing mr smear until bedtime while gd lay down.

getting back into work - stuck into the same problem i went on vacation with and it looked to be an issue with the version of visual studio we're using (figured out later it was even less sensible than that) - then a little ffix and dinner, then back to work, then crashing for a few hours

tuesday 13th:

waking up to continue the struggle - it's always harder when it's not a coding problem - finally calling it a night and then being kept awake by mr smear... who proceeded to make it look like he'd had a full night while we were shambling about

a mission to pick up my old comics from before i left cape town in the year 2000, then stopping at the new hospital for a script (seriously, it's an impressive hospital but don't they think people should be able to find it?!)

home, shopping, a little bit of neil gaiman's the ocean at the end of the lane (wow!), crashing, dr horrible's sing-along blog again (it's too good!), work / tweak copy / play with mr smear (who was being "pinchy"; it's bad enough he does it to us, but he's damaging beautiful books as well :( )

park mission with new old friends, winning the fight with mr smear over wearing his hat (for the moment), mom's visit and prepping mr smear for bed and frequency and a mosquito (and with gd really struggling, it's been days), ffix while installing vs2015 and finally getting it running with zero difference made in resolving the problem i'd been having

wednesday 14th:

3am bedtime after hours of fiddling to no avail

a better night, waking up to an alert that my money's back in my account but mislabelled (don't call it a "reversal" if it's not, i thought i was in trouble), cancelling my phone contract by accident (even though it's what i was trying to do, then being unable to actually cancel it because only one system registered the cancellation: THAT'S disturbingly bad UX)

a pleasant telkom visit, followed by trying (and failing) to get mr smear down for his nap, completing the ocean at the end of the lane and feeling a sense of loss combined with the excitement of reading it again when mr smear is old enough

mr smear being super clingy

a short nap, waking up to anxiety indigestion over our landlord increasing our rent and refusing to consider the impact of potential renovations

hitting the gym hard, the relief that mr smear played nicely at the crèche, coming home for a quick snack, running off to protoplasm's official launch and enjoying a beer while chatting with his folks for the first time since before i emigrated
car failure in the middle of the city but managing to get home on the broken gearbox

thursday 15th:

a night of mosquito (or black mold, we're still investigating), and finally figuring out what was disrupting my database queries (async entity framework calls don't always work with iisnode, but it's not clear when or why)
4am and feeling overstretched from the gym

a couple of hours' sleep, a relaxed morning, getting sunburned while the mechanic attempted to fix the car

naptime, work, and the last-minute discovery that the car wasn't fixed; quickly shopping before the mechanic returned, no luck sorting out the problem but fortunately my mom was available to help out, mr smear's fake tattoos and his launch for the toilet brush and his reaching over the counter and his ninja balancing on a toy to get into a box (i'm seriously excited about his motor skills)

walking mr smear, gd's horror when he dropped onto all fours while wearing his harness and my mom and i laughing uncontrollably
hot fusion, showering (and mr smear pooping in the shower - we knew it would happen some day, not a fun experience), work, car switch, sherlock and ffix and more work

friday 16th:

working through to 2am, then getting a good night's sleep

gd making playdough, checking out the new car, mr smear going down for a surprisingly long nap and using that time to play ffix - a little bit of guilt, but only a little...

apartment hunting - our landlord is being foolishly greedy and is pushing us out at the end of season and before renovations - then a short, wet walk on the promenade

bedtime prep, dinner, titus - norman rockwell is bleeding, and going to bed early

saturday 17th:

trying to teach mr smear that pinching isn't cool (it's been days), kulipari is great for kids but it's NOT a kid's show

a day filled with managing a busy mr smear, more trouble from me&you mobile: warning, don't use them, even telkom is better

an afternoon spent hunting property with my mom

meeting up with cousins i haven't seen in ages, then quickly walking home along the promenade in the cooling evening and needing to warm up mr smear with a shower before bed

trying to relax knowing that we have bedbugs. bedbugs!!! [and then finding out later that we didn't]

sunday 18th:

midnight explosion after mr smear started a bad cough, catching copywriter for an hour

a little sleep, a long morning with more kulipari, a great lunch with joburg cousins (and mr smear loves amba! very cool) on a hot afternoon, flea cleaning and exhaustion

fighting with css and being powerfully reminded why i'm not a front-end dev

sunset with mr smear, putting him to sleep with tool

titus - neverlution is just as solid the second time around, not in the mood for tekken, finally getting the css for my crowdfunding site more or less right, then sitting down for a few hours and making real progress on my work project

monday 19th:


car rental: everyone knows my name by now, but i don't know theirs...
telephone port attempt two
getting tired of smsing an ex-history teacher who's into the shakespeare authorship conspiracy (hint: it's bullshit)
great news about gd's surname! the south african government automatically changes it to mine so we don't need to go through another process
mom's shock over our lack of a prenup and planning a breakout from the rent cycle

mr smear's balance improvements and my heart nearly stopping when he walked across the bars that the bigger kids find tricky

getting home past his bedtime and rushing through preparations, a big dinner and passing out watching crazyhead

tuesday 20th:

two alarms before getting out of bed at 3am, then going right back to bed feeling awful... second time winning at office christmas parties while absent

losing at fleafighting, up early and working, a hilly walk with gd and my mom to check out a very dark apartment, hot fusion and knockout exhaustion with a tired mr smear refusing to rest until late

number porting issues again, taking hours to sort out but eventually coming right

emergency pesticide shopping and application, not being able to get mr smear to sleep at my mom's but at least being able to shower him and brush his teeth when we did eventually get home; a long time putting him to bed and a long debriefing afterwards followed by

wednesday 21st:

finally bringing all the infrastructure on my project to an operational state so i can focus on the bit that my bosses have been holding their breath for: 4am crashing and waking up at 7am for the early morning joy patrol and going to see an apartment across the road from the pavilion

nü breakfast and mr smear's literal fountain of joy, then another apartment in green point (nice but tiny), then an encounter with an inconsiderate prick who was blocking the road, then another apartment (nice but small and dark)

getting mr smear to nap and taking advantage of it for an hour or so but getting up restless; van helsing the series has a great start, then working and looking after a particularly mean mr smear until the evening, the fleas driving us nuts

crazyhead and dinner and passing out

thursday 22nd:

up around 3am and working until morning

sleeping soundly for an hour or two, then waking up to learn that my mom's home has been bitten too and she suggested that we may have picked it up from the new rental car...

pre-fumigator stress but getting some work done (albeit frustratingly unsuccessful), mom's safe house and showering and resting, abandoned coffee and 24 hour laundry services and driving to pick up flea powder

the quote of the day cannot be published, but it involves fleas hiding from pesticides

mr smear having an awful reaction to the insecticide and us following suit; an absolute nightmare night ensuing

friday 23rd:

intolerable burning skin in sensitive areas

xmas shopping
introducing my brother to my family, a few hours of chatter and then a few more running after mr smear
heavy rain
still struggling with our reactions to the pesticide
princess mononoke and early bedtime
restarting ffxv with subs

discovering an important article on invisible biting bugs


a much better night, although being forced up halfway through with burning skin again

a slow, chilly morning, listening to bill hicks

Sunday, December 11, 2016

that wasn't a vacation!

monday 5th:

mr smear waking up sick and asthmatic, starting the day with a doctor's visit, then hurrying to get all the preschool enrollment documents ready and dropping them off just in time in spite of a detour to tell the pharmacy manager that she's unprofessional and malicious after she continued to harass gd under the pretense of concern for our son's well-being; we've put in a complaint and we'll take it further as soon as we've heard from her employer

how surreal to enroll my child in my old school??
resting with mr smear on my chest for an hour and a half on a hot afternoon, my mom coming over so i could go to the department of home affairs to pick up a form, a pause in the day (including a good talk with a coworker), walking to my mom's with mr smear to sort out her printer and not find some stuff i was hoping i'd left there, then just getting started on our evening walk when i was called to rescue shadowslight... mr smear crying all the way to the car, then passing out before we got home; 3% for a bit then prepping mr smear for bed then two hours struggling to get him to sleep because his cough combined with his meds wasn't very soothing

tuesday 6th:

a nightmare for the whole family, impossible to get mr smear to bed and all of us on a minimum of sleep, his refusal to eat and oh! happy sixteen months!

the new copy of tekken 6 arrived, at least, and it worked so perhaps the faulty one i returned was due to a regional / format issue after all...

department of home affairs: really? i have to pay four separate times because i want four copies of a document? holding copies of mr smear's south african birth certificate felt incredible

running after mr smear's nose until late, with a lunch mission to knead - running into sandman's sister and learning why he's been off the map - getting proper shopping done but all three of us leaving wiped out; watching 3% while mr smear took his first nap of the day (aside from the dubbing, it's a really good show), then shower and dinner time and starting to come down with whatever mr smear had been going through

a little bit of tekken before going to bed early,

wednesday 7th:

sleeping most of the night and waking up early, too restless to sleep even though reading made my eyes shut... tekken and suicide squad (why did everyone give it bad reviews? we enjoyed it) and mom's quick visit and mr smear's recovery nap (3.5 hours!) and trying not to feel guilty about *really* taking a day off to recuperate

the first episode of fleabag

thursday 8th:

pilates and therapy, then using mr smear's nap to watch four episodes of fleabag
a pleasant evening's walk turning ugly, the final episode of fleabag, going to bed early

fleabag: very adult themes, be warned, but amazing writing and acting. gd thinks it's one of the smartest comedy shows ever written, and i'm inclined to agree.

friday 9th:

dreaming of fleabag theories and getting stuck in israel for a week

finally editing copy, struggling to get to the bank, a long time repeating the phone story in person (although it was encouraging to get some support from the teller), a positive telkom story, a quick break then a waterfront mission (tourist season is OPEN)
mr smear in his new harness running over to a newborn whose father told us the story of his brother who'd bought a harness for his quick toddler: the boy walked alongside them across the mall's parking lot but the moment they were inside the kid dropped onto all fours and began barking like a dog

the sound of concrete meeting mr smear's head (he wasn't cooperating when i tried to put him in the car and i didn't notice that the roof wasn't even); damaged flowers (still thinking about the concrete) and training day at the ice cream parlour with a broken freezer

canned ****ing mandarins, running into my mom at the supermarket

home to a lengthy resolution, preparing for dinner, forgetting the ice cream at home, reporting a dog locked in a car, needing a drink, a mostly pleasant dinner but lots of chasing mr smear and stress and leaving in a hurry, finishing a half-kilo tub of ice cream while watching 3% then going to bed

saturday 10th:

lying in for a while, then waking up to an alert that the money transfer i waited too long for had been reversed

slow morning with a dash or two of tekken, taking forever to get going and then arriving at the waterfront to find all the roads closed because of the "sevens" rugby games
a very spicy cape plate and gluttony over vegan cake
stopping in at my mom's and calling my canadian bank for 45 minutes of incompetence and then five minutes with a helpful manager who's sorted out what appears to be a good fix

mr smear reading the instruction manual

home, prepping for bedtime, the first and last attempt to get mr smear to sleep by himself until he's old enough to converse
a disappointing meal and a disappointing episode of 3%, an excellent couple of hours in ffix followed by

sunday 11th:

getting my pre-campaign site functional and looking pretty good, and now i'm ready for bed and i hope i've managed to reset my internal clock to fit my work schedule...

Monday, December 05, 2016

a long month

4am, after a frustrating week that SHOULD have been productive vacation but was instead just a financial nightmare on top of burnout. i was sleeping soundly until mr smear woke up unable to breath (he seems to have a bad cold), and as frustrated as i was to not be able to go back to bed this is surprisingly the first time i've felt okay in a while.

monday 7th:

waking up hours too early to look after mr smear and try to eat breakfast simultaneously; at least the music was awesome, because mr smear only wanted what he couldn't have and refused food

knocking things off my todo list, getting gd to acupuncture then coming home to feed mr smear before returning to pick her up, a short break for lunch then going to my great aunt's where mr smear went wild and i spent an exhausting hour and a half chasing him around a tiny lounge full of fragile items

getting a bit of a nap in before rls set in just before my mom came over
mr smear needing a lot of dancing before finally falling asleep, dinner and the intense end of jessica jones, chased with most of get him to the greek which i found surprisingly funny

tuesday 8th:

heaven is the morning's first hug from your child. hell is them waking you up ridiculously early to give it to you.

a meeting with an insurance broker that made me very sorry that i didn't use one before - the amount of money could've saved over the past month or two has been weighing on my mind

a big nap followed by a big shopping expedition with my mom; mr smear "wetting himself" for the second time in a row but we determined that a faulty sippy cup was to blame

gd and i feeling wiped out, mr smear enjoying his shower and his new fluoride-free vegan toothpaste and all of us enjoying gd's dinner

ali wong is amazing: funny, clever and tastefully shocking

wednesday 9th:

finally finding decent documentation for edge (unofficial, sadly)

the trump presidency horror and the gratitude for being in africa

operating on three hours of sleep as usual, unable to take advantage of our cleaning lady / nanny being around, dragging mr smear out of bed to take gd to the chiropractor, briefly home for lunch, meeting with a not-doctor who's peddling a good product but also some half-baked theories - mr smear struggling and screaming - and then the big mission to hout bay for the unofficial launch of an exciting new vegan restaurant. both of us exhausted by the time we came home, dinner and almost straight to bed

thursday 10th:

there's nothing quite like jumping out of bed with the sensation of something crawling over your feet; is it spiders?? fleas?? mosquitoes??

the realization that i've missed my 2016 deadline for launching my graphic novel

slow progress with my work but progress nonetheless

first attempt with new rls med seemed to work
missing pilates again
rushing to the hospital with maps giving terrible directions
a long but informative couple of hours
exhaustion, napping on the couch and being woken with angry cursing (dropped food in a playpen), herding mr smear the kitten until my mom arrived to rescue us and dropping for an hour's rest during which i had weird dreams ending with a child being elected american president and gushing "oy vey" before greeting each celebrity who came to his victory dinner, hugging michael j fox tightly while a sinister looking child prepared to trap him with mistletoe; as soon as he stepped under the mistletoe i expected the menacing kid to kiss him but instead he dropped the mistletoe and the two walked out of the marquee together while he matter-of-factly began saying to the new president that "we all know that most children hate their parents..."

herding the cat until bedtime, then getting in a solid night's work and becoming excited about microsoft's entity framework now that i've seen how it handles migrations with code first

friday 11th:

a couple of hours' sleep, then up for vaccinations; running into a girl i once knew who's just had a kid, mr smear playing nicely

the post office fail - "old school" means backwards, they have computers but they use a physical ledger instead - then dealing with the old woman locking up (and stinking up) the baby changing station who "didn't know" that she should respond to someone knocking on the door

quick shopping, a delicious knead lunch, rushing home to pay the cleaning lady, actually napping! then chasing after mr smear and getting a little work done simultaneously before going to my mom's for a really nice dinner with my aunt's family, mr smear tearing around until late and passing out only after we got home

feeling awful, going to bed as soon as i could

saturday 12th:

sleeping all night but waking up still feeling awful

rick and morty and a busy toddler, caffeine to the rescue and a fun swimming lesson, the food market in time for the great food, repeating the mistake of hitting the waterfront on a weekend and being trapped on the way out by the colour run

exhausted, being stood up by copywriter but getting started on my campaign (and it's related social media accounts), gd's facebook friend's faux pas in sharing a personal photo, jack the giant killer (pretty good!) and a bit of sherlock before crashing

sunday 13th:

another full night, waking up stuffy and tired. thought on waking up: "stenogasaurus, the dinosaur that sits quietly in the courtroom recording everything being said"

a slow start, a run at the gym and drinking coffee to stop the dizziness, mr smear playing well with the other crèche kids, knead for lunch joined by my mom, home for a quick stop that turned into we're-not-going-anywhere, campaign building including a couple of hours talking to copywriter, a bit of a louis ck special we'd already seen then more sherlock then back to work

finding an urgent email from my boss that had been waiting for me since the morning, some quick debugging and then finally hearing that my first project is a success (and praying that it stands up to stress testing)

monday 14th:

working hard and late on the prototype project

another insanely tough morning, looking after mr smear while gd did pilates then getting a nap in before heading out to renew the car rental; returning in time for gd's physio, picking up my mom and going to the bank to learn that they're not going to give me a credit card until i've been here for a full tax year. walking with the stroller against a strong wind to fail at the post office (forgotten slip), a very quick run through the pharmacy and back home

avoiding the rls medication due to stuffiness / headaches

becoming progressively more tired as the evening went on, getting up groggy from a short nap and making some great progress

tuesday 15th:

until crashing around 2.30am

waking up feeling MUCH better off meds, shopping mission and my excitement over installing tekken 6 disintegrating as my hour of playtime went by while it failed to install

taking mr smear for a walk to the doctor to pay a bill that had already been paid and ending up at a park enjoying watching him navigate a play area and interact positively with another kid, picking up sorbet on the way home and working and prepping mr smear for bed before dinner and finishing an episode of sherlock and

wednesday 16th:

working into the night

mr smear's horrible midnight hours (lots of frustration and carrying and tantrums)
a few good hours of sleep

gd joining me on a mission to retrieve our copy of the neverending story while the nanny looked after mr smear alone for the first time
a very positive and interesting therapy session
mom bringing car sun shields, taking advantage of mr smear's nap, visiting the telkom store to have them call billing on my behalf; it turns out that their landline billing is completely separate from their mobile, so signing up for a debit order for one doesn't have any effect on the other and while one billing department kept telling me i was in the clear the other was running up a large bill with interest.

wow. well done, telkom.

taking mr smear for a windy walk, being amused by him chasing a little girl for a bit, mom visiting, dinner and showing gd what rick and morty's s02e02 psychedelic number is an homage to (malice in wonderland); sherlock and paperwork (finally!) and a little work and then...

thursday 17th:

an actual night's sleep

waking up to the end of shrek 3, a tough but good pilates class, a hearty breakfast, showering, mom coming over to babysit and rushing off to the chiropractor a day early so going for lunch at simply asia and doing a big spar shopping instead
mom staying on so that i could nap, joining her and mr smear for a quick shop and a walk while gd cooked
prepping for bed, dinner and sherlock

friday 18th:

good work, going to bed at a reasonable hour (2am), waking up feeling alright enough that we could start the day at the gym; getting into trouble with gd over my cracked heels

have i mentioned mr smear's apparent growth spurt? eating lots and really learning fast

a good run playing angry birds on the treadmill, then pad work with gd which went very well, then rushing home to hand mr smear over to my mom and rush out again to the chiropractor (right day this time), picking up hot fusion curry on the way home (great food, crap naan and not the best attitude towards their staff), mr smear eating half my spicy chickpea curry and running between me and my mom because he didn't think either of us was feeding him fast enough, rick and morty and exhaustion and coffeeing up to help gd with mr smear and getting a little work done and prepping for dinner
mini-school reunion friday night dinner, coming home late with an exhausted mr smear, a little bit of sherlock and then passing out

saturday 19th:

and almost sleeping the night through, getting up still exhausted, running after mr smear and then being sent out to the doctor's because faxed scripts don't get renewed
mr smear napping instead of swimming, taking the opportunity to get comfortable with c# unit testing
rick and morty over lunch, then a long but pleasant insurance consultation (no way i would've managed those forms alone), gd cooking, taking mr smear to my mom's to undo the damage from installing adobe reader, driving there because the wind was far too strong to walk, then putting mr smear to bed as soon as we got home and eating and going straight to bed

sunday 20th:

early up to a happy boy and rick and morty, visiting my uncle with mr smear needing to be reigned in at every turn; back for a nap, then a mixture of work and managing mr smear before taking him out for a proper walk. shopping on the way home, working, showering and prepping mr smear for bed, patton oswalt: talking for clapping and a bit of sherlock and then fighting with unit testing asynchronous entity framework

monday 21st:

until 3am, waking up to mr smear being exceedingly loud, not going back to bed because we had an early appointment with a pain specialist, an afternoon working and looking after mr smear; the excitement when his new duplo blocks arrived and he now has enough for us to properly enjoy playing together with him (it helps that he's figuring out how to put things together); introducing a coworker to code-first in entity framework, hours of effort going into discovering that entity framework doesn't handle linked objects very elegantly, dinner and a bit of green lantern, crashing early after a long two days

tuesday 22nd:

trying to get some midnight work done but the words were all swimming in front of my eyes

mr smear falling asleep between us with intermittent cries for an hour and a half, getting up excited when his nanny arrived and running right past her

full day indoors, helping my mom with her website and breaking my head over an entity framework problem that was entirely due to a lack of accessible documentation, lots of taking care of / running after / entertaining mr smear (including introducing him to the graphic novel adaptation of coraline), being exhausted, working and documenting and watching penn and teller's fool me and the rest of green lantern and the tail end of the fundamentals of caring

wednesday 23rd:

kathleen madigan is really funny

waking up before the nanny arrived and being unable to go back to sleep
the pharmacist making gd feel bad about her prescription and then messing it up
a nap, at least
mr smear drinking my wazoogle's out of a cup
an afternoon fighting to get my websites up and running again after i broke them trying to fix a bad design decision i'd made when i originally configured the box
sorting out my mother's business email, struggling because google's documentation leaves out the most important step!
mr smear almost brushing his teeth and rinsing by himself
gd's neck going while getting ready for bed just as her back finally started feeling better after days of struggle
trying the oil for rls again and feeling like shit

thursday 24th:

waking up at 6.30 to take care of mr smear while gd slept in and really struggling to stay awake, the joy of seeing him wolf down a large quantity of the maize meal i made for my own breakfast
the exploding glass jar and the saga of the pharmacy manager
mr smear passing out on the way to the gym
hitting the bag pretty hard and hoping i wasn't injuring myself
post-gym dizziness, rick and morty and hot fusion lentils and leftovers and emergency espresso coconut water
the chiropractor and walking mr smear to the toy store
learning just how many facebook "friends" i really have by individually inviting all the relatively relevant ones to the page for my mom's new venture
walking mr smear to the lighthouse playground with my mom
showering mr smear and dinner and his bedtime and work

friday 25th:

getting into my work groove and excitedly breaking through a wall, going to bed at 4am only because i'd need to wake up early

7.30 up to take care of mr smear until the nanny arrived, then unable to get back to sleep. cancelling the preschool appointment, a long and difficult day, a nice walk with my mom and mr smear who loved the playground time, picking up hot fusion on the way home, the surprising relative expense of pad thai, staggered timing for friday night dinner, gd going to bed early and taking advantage of alone time to play an hour of ffix (focus on the card game)

saturday 26th:

working through 4am and finishing strong before my vacation; waking up three hours later to be dragged through mr smear's morning ritual (being angry with a kid's show - max and ruby - for pushing eggs for breakfast), taking mr smear to his swimming lesson where i was so tired that i was hallucinating and i was not impressed by the teacher attempting to comfort me instead of showing me what i was doing wrong

exhausted to the point of moody, gd managing to give me a couple of hours napping then taking mr smear for a big, tiring shopping expedition, a bad response to him sticking his fingers in the cup again, and throwing toys out the window, prepping for bed and delicious dinner and sherlock

sunday 27th:

does going to bed at midnight count as early? getting a solid six hours, waking up to kulipari, olive and a visit to the pharmacy; a very sore wrist, a mission to kleinsky's and a walk with my mom before rushing back so she could get to golf, a very tasty breakfast bagel, nap!, a little ffix (failing many times to impress the audience with blank and zidane), monitoring mr smear for a while then going to dischem before taking him for a long walk to and through the park; if you want to lose faith in humanity, the park on a sunday evening is pretty efficient.

was terry pratchett's dwarven bread a play on artisan bread? i haven't seen any that doesn't feel like it was intended to be used as a blunt weapon.

artisan bread. the gift that says "i really want to hit you in the teeth with a brick but this is the closest legal option available"

sharing a delicious bread with mr smear while walking him backwards into the wind; i couldn't see his face so i don't know know what he was doing to make the bicycle couple passing me go "he's so cool!"

feeding, showering, setting up business emailing with my mom (very grateful for mailgun's services because the tutorials for configuring smtp servers are all awful)

going to bed early

monday 28th:

getting a good night's sleep, a little bit of work research on waking up and then diving into the emailing, enjoying mr smear's nap then preparing (for ages) to hit my cousin's swimming pool

department of home affairs: a few unanswered calls and one misdirection, but eventually getting through and being put on hold for a few minutes before being (VERY) pleasantly surprised to learn that it appears that they're not interested in continuing to question my citizenship status and my son's south african birth certificate can now be arranged! this was the first and most important step in making sure we can stay in cape town, so we're extremely excited ^_^

an angry altercation at the end of a blocked road with a distant cousin and neighbour who didn't appear to recognize me

swimming and chilling, a lovely afternoon; mr smear really going wild as evening drew near, shower and hot fusion dinner and a personal chat with SxS for the first time in months

powder: i'm sure i've seen at least some of it before, it's a great movie although the ending didn't do it justice. it made me think, though: when dumb jocks watch movies where the bullied comes out on top, do they feel like the bad guys won?

tuesday 29th:

mr smear waking us up every hour for a long night of poor sleep

ffix: giving up on the minigame. fighting with chrome (my dns settings were fine, but chrome kept loading the wrong page even after cache flushing)

email tweaking, post office fails (it's possible my mail's been redirected to somebody else's box?!), shopping too cold for gd and returning a beach kit, getting mr smear to bed for some dev time, sudden exhaustion and nerve pinching

an expensive cash-only doctor's visit, walking into my sister on our way out, home for a bit then out for a sunset walk, mr smear vacillating between joy and frustration, hot fusion for dinner again, an efficient showering system, bedtime, thoroughly enjoying sherlock's best man episode, then spending a good few hours grinding in ffix as a birthday present to myself

wednesday 30th:

mr smear's tough midnight feed, a little work to relieve the gaming guilt before 4am

up early to messages and the end of legend of the guardians, a mission to pick up clothing for gd and the off with my mother to obs to check out dolce, the vegan friendly bakery that does great vegan pizza and delicious cake and crumble

a kiss from my son on my birthday, fighting with the bank on my birthday, troubleshooting an installation with SxS on my birthday, running into my niece on our walk, too chilly to continue, bedtime ritual

dinner and david blaine's real or magic, tired and struggling; going to bed stressing because my bank account wasn't being updated in time AND it became apparent that i'd need to borrow money to get through the month

thursday 1st:

waking up stressing after a full night's sleep; mom coming over to lend a hand, advice and serious assistance; pilates, doing well until i shifted something and triggered a neck spasm, though it would take a while before becoming a problem...

... the enrollment interview for mr smear, a surreal experience revisiting the nursery school i went to, hours of phone calls getting my mobile phone sorted out - lesson learned: stay away from me&you mobile - and determining that a visa direct stuff-up might delay my urgent transfers two more days, clearing my virtual desk for a while, getting some progress made when my mom came over in the evening to spend some time with mr smear and join us for dinner, the good wife

friday 2nd:

waking up around 4am and making some progress, an at-home health examination, an afternoon at the pool (bees, poetry), shadowslight waiting for us for a catch-up, posticino run and a laffa on the way back and mr smear's bedtime and sherlock and hours on the phone with my canadian bank trying to find my money and learning that my access card had expired, but they'd issue me a new one that expires in about 35 years - of course, to get my details the native english speaker had to transfer me to her supervisor who only speaks broken asian english and couldn't tell r's from l's or c's from p's and t's...

saturday 3rd:

tired again after another full night's sleep, waking up to find the first of my missing money in my account after all the stress and panic and expensive hours on the phone... godsdammit, end of 2016, could everyone PLEASE move to bitcoin?!

the continuation of the pharmacist sage, last swimming lesson for the year, driving to the vegan market and being forced to turn back because of gd's back, getting in a nap on the couch and my mom and a cousin arriving and then my nephew arriving for a lovely, busy afternoon

mr smear's nose trouble begins

ffix and lost eye drops and showering and more ffix and sailor coming over and walking to get dinner, catching and releasing the large cockroach in gd's mug, talking until it was way past our bedtimes

sunday 4th:

a couple of difficult wakeups with mr smear's stuffy nose, getting up at 7am feeling like shit, resting on the couch with evangelion 1.11, getting up when mr smear took his nap and playing ffix, getting shit done and really not feeling like it, a long walk with mr smear and my mom

monday 5th:

the 2am revelation that our son is 16 months old tomorrow and we still haven't gotten him used to self-soothing, mr smear really struggling with a runny nose and a long time getting him back to bed

trying to work on one of my projects but getting stuck with sub-par service providers...