In the midst of chaos
Yesterday, the plan was simple – walk dogs, work, gym, work, spend time with Tin, walk over to see Sallie Ann Glassman perform her St. John’s Eve ritual on the Magnolia Bridge with mother in law while T worked with a colleague on her manuscript. Okay that was what was supposed to happen.
1. The dogs got walked, but literally right as we crossed into the park a deluge came and we ran into Loca’s best friend, Sangi and well, everyone was soaked to the bone. Still good despite being soaked not being in the plan.
2. Work – well first get out of wet clothes but put on temporary clothes because no time to shower (an issue with this job) and so wet head, power through five millions phone calls.
3. Tin – run down after morning calls to get him up and give him bottle and something is fishy in his eyes – turns out later he has a fever. This does not improve with the day.
4. Gym – pishaw – as if – wearing now gym clothes but missed three potential classes and about to call it quits.
5. Work – more of the same.
6. Tin now whimpering and not napping because he feels so crappy and his fever has gone up to 100. Declines food. Can’t be comforted. Then he falls asleep.
7. In gym clothes still – and so go for run, might as well get something done here that is progress.
8. T working with colleague, Tin feeling crappy, take him for walk, cross over Magnolia bridge as the voodoo devotees are getting set up. Ask them if they are on for 7, yes.
9. Make dinner for everyone which gets eaten by everyone in this house at a different time including the guest. Tin doesn’t eat. Sobbing now sitting on his bean bag in his room and me stroking him, then T coming in to stroke him. Doesn’t even want to go to trampoline or anything.
10. Walk over to bridge – witness ritual – everyone calm. Back to the house for a bath with Tin to calm him some more.
11. Guest leaves close to 11PM. No Wire episode. Exhausted. Tin sleeping deeply – check on him – not hot – he is clutching Leonardo.