giving the daus a goat

"feed him a black goat so he gets the worthy sacrifice sigil. it's fantastic on the daus. you get 2 free unkillable worthy sacrifice cards every time you play the daus"

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it's now 3am, and i'm struggling. peak sick was friday evening, but yesterday (monday) was the first day that i felt mostly alright in spite of still being snotty. but snotty i am, and post-nasal drippy i am, and it's now woken me up (a while ago) and i'm typing this while feeling very tired and sorry for myself.

it was another rain boots and umbrellas days, though it started off alright. i spent most of the morning resting, and in the early afternoon picked up mr smear to take him to his hebrew tutor. it was on my way to the school that i saw that his teacher had sent me a message earlier to the effect that he hadn't been cooperating.

i was pissed off - as usual - and it took a little while to get a story out of him that made sense.

while i waited for him, i found all the neighborhood coffee shops without any dry seating so i walked up to bukeh where i spent about ten minutes putting together a collection of midjourney images to put on t-shirts.

once i got him home, he got 45 minutes to play minecraft online with a friend before it was time to hit the books. what followed was about three psychologically draining hours, alternately helping him with catching up and fighting with him about doing the work (including trying to establish a reward system for each page).

that came to a head just before dinner, and dinner was essentially a family meeting / coaching session, ending with us giving him affirmations to do (i mean, at this point we've done pretty much everything else we can think of). i think what's most exhausting with all this is that feeling of getting through to him after a long, chaotic story and then expecting tomorrow to be filled with more of the same.

i'm on leave for another few days, but between being sick and having to parent a particularly uncompliant kid i don't feel like i'm getting much rest at all.

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it doesn't help that mr smear's follow-up appointment for his sprained foot *could* have been this evening, but is now next week, and that gd missed her psychologist appointment i've been running around for weeks trying to secure because she forgot to put it in the calendar 🤦