It was Field Day at the kids’ school!
I am utterly exhausted just from the bare minimum of parenting! I went to watch!
I mostly sat on benches and watched my kids compete, cheering them on through hand signals (these two have learned a surprising number of my homegrown hand signs, and that’s disturbing), before my 7yr old daughter ran up to tell me her grandmother had arrived.
“Dad, you did great,” she said in a moment of empathy, “but you’re hurting. Please go home.”
…I don’t like not being present at my children’s events, but when they’re coming up to be more medically responsible, dammit I have to pay attention, don’t I?
I’ve made it back home, put a cold compress on my chest, and opened Battlestar Galactica. I’ll read for a bit, write a bit, see how the day goes.
If you can’t tell, the lack of physical activity is unnerving.
Stay safe out there, folks.
-JB Swift
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