L’s birthday brunch with family. Enjoyable but completely overshadowed by a visit to the emergency room later in the day. Leah fell off a slide at a birthday party and landed awkwardly on her shoulder. No fracture thankfully but lots of tears.
Leah is sick in the car on the way to my staff drinks function at work. Call L. Drop off child and car-seat at home, change clothes and head to the function. Get home an hour late to a not-very-impressed wife.
Wake up to a slight hangover. In the evening, Leah refuses to go to bed. Much cajoling and then eventually a bit of light discipline.
L feels guilty about aforesaid discipline but Leah is fine. Chatting away. “Hic burp” (laugh). Leah happy to wear her new summer dressing gown. I have to give a short tribute speech to a colleague who is being retrenched.
And that’s just half the week gone. Add in various stressors related to the sale of our house and the proposed renovation of our new house and I feel like things are a little overwhelming at the moment. The trouble is that I don’t have the will or the energy to really process all the things that are happening at the moment. I’m trying to take things one day at a time but, as the saying does, several days seem to gang up on me at once.
At least there is online Scrabble to bring a bit of light relief. And a walk in Kirstenbosch. Last time we went we saw the owls. There are two Eagle owl chicks who are a gorgeous mottled colour and who look like they could be almost adolescents by now. I’m not sure if their mom still feeds them but it’s a little disconcerting to think that one day these little ones will leave the nest.
Just writing about owls now reminds me of a recent read, “Let’s Explore Diabetes with Owls” by David Sedaris. This was my first Sedaris and I really enjoyed it. I won’t review it here (perhaps I already did?) since I posted a short review on Goodreads. But I liked the combination of humour and sincerity that Sedaris brings. Sedaris’s partner (whose name escapes me for the moment) likes Owls and so people give him lots of owl-related gifts. When David gets a chance to buy him a stuffed owl for Valentine’s Day, he jumps at this opportunity. It was a good story, which I’m totally not doing justice to here. But I did want to break my blogging drought and give you have a rather random snapshot of our lives at the moment.
Reading-wise, I’ve picked up a copy of Jumpha Lahiri’s Unaccustomed Earth, which is quite slow and thoughtful and a lovely contrast to my slightly out-of-control life at the moment.