On Tuesday Abe was in New York and met with some clients before flying home late at night. Mary’s flute lesson cancelled so I only had to do math, dance, and orchestra runs. Lydia and I managed the harp together, which always feels like a feat. The hardest part is our front step, but the way we did it this time was Lydia pulled up on the harp while I rolled it down the step, and then she lowered it onto the lower step. Success.
In the morning I don’t know what I did. Ammon’s homeschooling has been falling through the cracks so I assume I was trying to get a handle on the house after the trip and being out of commission for so long. I might have added some post scripts to my eulogy for mom. I did my hour and a half of school runs in the morning and then my afternoon went: pick up Mary, pick up Ammon, drop off Ammon at dance, pick up Clarissa from school, pick up Ammon from math, drop off Ammon and Clarissa at dance, come home to get Lydia who wanted more time and sent me back to dance, pick up Clarissa, come home and wrangle the harp into the car, drop off Lydia and the harp at orchestra, pick up Ammon from dance, and I do believe Abe was home in time to pick up Lydia from orchestra.