On Friday Francisco and I had another holiday party two blocks from our house, so we left the kids at home alone (with shows) and headed over. I had no water and plenty of wine and only small bites of food, which meant that my already loose tongue was looser. I have fun at the moment and then my social anxiety in the days afterwards. I hung out a lot with a colleague retiring in the spring whose loss to my work life will be enormous--he's such a good friend and colleague (and sometimes boss).
I was proud of making it through two early morning basketball games of Q's without melting down. He wanted to quit basketball in the morning before we left and at the end of the two games he said he wanted to play next year. Q also had a homework project that I had to prompt him about 50 times on Saturday.
I napped on the couch in the afternoon while Blaze repeatedly woke me up asking what he should play (and other times played the piano) and while Francisco and Q walked to the library.
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