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Friday, March 24, 2023

too old for this shit

 tuesday: back on-call, rushing to make an appointment with the mental-wellness institute in person. 

being on-call with my backpack and having to make a real effort not to faint. that would last the whole day.

locating the build in an area of tel aviv i haven't been in since i left that's been heavily and impressively gentrified (around karlibach). i had everything i needed to register. i registered. now there's a five month waiting period before we can get an initial consultation.

holy shit.

then i fast-walked to meet up with gd and mr smear at the paediatrician. he didn't have an ear infection after all. and he was offended that the doctor had to examine him in a sensitive area (where he was complaining about the pain the day before).

i walked mr smear to school, then took a bus to work. it's a bus i never take, so gd and i were quite amused when she got on a few stops later.

it was an interesting workday. i got home later than planned, but having delivered something i was happy with.

yesterday (kind of):

another long, busy day in the office. the last few hours my stomache began to hurt. it's been iffy since. i've also been struggling with seasonal allergies for the first time in forever.

today (kind of):

protests again, so much so that mr smear's school day was upended (although i think he enjoyed that).

it was a long, weird day working from home. i got some things done, but nothing that felt like an achievement. around dinner time things got crazy, when i received completely new requirements for the scripts that have burned a lot of my personal and family time. it's bothering me that it's now just about 2am (3am, the clock's moving to summer time) and the only time today that i wasn't working was about half an hour playing video games with mr smear before dinner. i even worked through dinner.

...

i'm fucking tired. fucking mosquito. fucking script that i'm praying is doing its last run because we need to push the buttons in the morning, at the same time that i'm supposed to be helping gd with something sensitive and making sure we have groceries etc. for shabbat. i'm fucking tired.

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