survivalist

this is a weird time to be alive.

last week was a bit of a wash as far as work was concerned, but a lot of things fell into place and the weekend was mostly good. the highlight of the weekend was friday evening in the playground, mr smear and our neighbours' six year-old daughter were having a very serious debate about monsters and the lion king, and it gave me a wonderful insight into his inner world as much as it brought delight to the adults witnessing it (her grandmother and myself).

i made a bit of progress on one of my personal projects in spite of losing two hours trying to solve a problem that didn't exist, and last night's tabletop simulator game of munchkin was great in spite of me almost destroying it by playing a badly timed curse for shits and giggles.

today wasn't too bad, in addition to my new bank card arriving (which lets me participate in the dev beta programme) we had some major rage / anxiety over some idiot parents in our kid's class and the principal did a fantastic job of allaying our concerns. gd had a bit of a breakdown last night - five weeks of lockdown have been getting to her - but we seem to be making a good go of things and we're mostly okay.

we're very, very grateful. i have a good job, we live in a great building, we're not completely disconnected from my mom, mr smear's mostly managing the new reality and we're finding our groove as a family sharing every waking minute of the day.

horseman and i had a very interesting chat last night, and a crypto-buddy and i turned that conversation's inspiration into something with a lot of potential.

my biggest issue is that it feels like there are considerably less hours in the day, these days. i'm halfway through my work day, it's 10.30pm and mr smear only recently went to sleep. here we go.