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psocoptera) wrote2012-09-06 12:05 am
psocoptera) wrote2012-09-06 12:05 am
lists, kids, dream
Lists
What I left the house with: underwear, shirt, crocs, phone, Quentin. (Josh also carried: laptops, Juniper.)
What someone got out for us so I could leave with the kids: carseat, diaper bag.
What I bought the first day: Junie's favorite foods. Junie's shampoo. Toothbrushes. (message: normal life still goes on.) Also: a star turtle to replace starbug. (message: there will be continuity but also change.)
What I bought today: a better toothbrush. A lunch box. Vitamins. A respirator and a moon suit. Garbage bags.
Kids
The big trauma in Junie's life is still that she has to nap in the blue room at school (the bigger-kids class).
Quentin is of course totally fine, except when we left him at a friend's house for three hours so we could go work on the house, he wasn't thrilled with that.
Dream
Sometimes I have the packing dream, where I have to move out of my dorm room (or whatever) and am trying to frantically sort and pack everything I own.
Going through my closet in the dark, making ruthless split-second decisions about whether to toss every article of clothing or pay to have it cleaned, while Josh cranked the hand-cranked flashlight because we forgot to bring the good flashlight, was actually more surreal than any of those dreams.
What I left the house with: underwear, shirt, crocs, phone, Quentin. (Josh also carried: laptops, Juniper.)
What someone got out for us so I could leave with the kids: carseat, diaper bag.
What I bought the first day: Junie's favorite foods. Junie's shampoo. Toothbrushes. (message: normal life still goes on.) Also: a star turtle to replace starbug. (message: there will be continuity but also change.)
What I bought today: a better toothbrush. A lunch box. Vitamins. A respirator and a moon suit. Garbage bags.
Kids
The big trauma in Junie's life is still that she has to nap in the blue room at school (the bigger-kids class).
Quentin is of course totally fine, except when we left him at a friend's house for three hours so we could go work on the house, he wasn't thrilled with that.
Dream
Sometimes I have the packing dream, where I have to move out of my dorm room (or whatever) and am trying to frantically sort and pack everything I own.
Going through my closet in the dark, making ruthless split-second decisions about whether to toss every article of clothing or pay to have it cleaned, while Josh cranked the hand-cranked flashlight because we forgot to bring the good flashlight, was actually more surreal than any of those dreams.