The kids noted two things while we were ambling to leave the house this morning: “Dad, it’s still dark out here!” and “It’s way too cold!”
Sigh…they’re Louisiana kids, and they don’t have experience with autumn or winter temperatures. Gotta give them slack.
I, on the other hand, have fond memories of the South having actual seasons. Today is what we call “Mailman Weather”.
The kids will learn eventually that having triple-digit temperatures is not preferred, most likely when they realize that they’re not slowly cooking while playing outside.
While they’re struggling with weather changes, I’m handling my own struggle. I knew that it would happen eventually, but I was not expecting it to happen so soon: Math homework is confusing to this old man.
If this were algebra, geometry, or even basic calculus, I could help the kid. But I read the instructions and stared at this sheet for a solid minute before the 6yr old took it from me and said “It’s okay, Dad, I’ll ask Mom.”
Thank God Sarah is in the education field and an actual mathematician. I proved to be no help at all, and I find that to be deeply insulting.
There will be moments throughout the day that I’ll be able to work on the Sidewinder Stories. At this point, I’m pushing myself to finish Mardek’s Side-Arc so not only you can read it, but I can read the thing. This is what happens when you keep telling yourself to finish a story: you start obsessing over seeing the finished product.
With that, I’m off to sling letters and handle route maintenance to finish the half-day. 400 addresses to update…yay…
Stay safe out there readers.
-JB Swift
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