I Will Not Have Time to Finish This Post

I did not, as it happens, but I wanted you all to know that I DID start it.

It was a bit of a nutty week with a lot of balls in the air (which, to be clear, for me means more than one or two balls in the air). Work on Monday, which was fine. I was sleepy, but the day still went really fast, which is counter-intuitive. Tuesday I already can't remember what happened. Wednesday I drove to the car dealership with my dad following me, drove him home and borrowed his car, and went home, got ready for work, went to work, came home, picked up my dad to go back to pick up the car, went home, went to book club, came home - that is a LOT OF TIMES to go out and come home.

Thursday I went to work and then drove a couple of hours to Kingston and stopped for dinner with Matt's brother's family who live a few provinces away but are closer by on sabbatical for a few months - we had a really fun day with them in a small town halfway between us a couple of weeks ago, and I'm trying to see them as much as possible why they're here.

After dinner I drove a couple more hours to Oshawa, just this side of Toronto to spend the night so I could drive into Hamilton (the other side of Toronto, the busiest traffic part that I didn't want to tackle at night after working and driving) to grab Eve. She only had a weekend between her last exam and her summer courses, and I was determined to give her a couple of days in her bed and with her friends so it didn't just feel like winter term never ended. 

I got to her house and most of her roommates were hanging around waiting to say goodbye to her. They weren't going to wake up the one who was asleep, but she got up and I got my first picture of all of them, although there was a lot of "I just got up!" and "I haven't showered yet" and "I'm still wearing my retainer", but look at them all, they're all so awesome and I love them. I promised I wouldn't put the photo on Facebook, but this isn't Facebook.

Road tripping

Her last exam was actually Friday night, but she could do it online. We got home, I warmed her up some dinner,
Oh wait, we got home, Lucy had to say hi to her



THEN I warmed her up some dinner, and she retreated to her room to do the exam - Social and Political Thought, taught by a professor I had for Critical Theory thirty years ago. He's quite the character, and quite the thinker and QUITE the talker (it was a three-hour course every Wednesday for her, which was entirely taken up by him talking. Occasionally they missed a class and he would try to make it up the night of the next course, which meant SIX HOURS of talking.) I think he's very smart, and he's mellowed a bit, and over all Eve liked him and found a lot of the course material interesting, but she didn't love all the writing and was looking forward to having the exam done. 

When she came out of her room, Matt said "now both women in my life have survived Dr. Clarke. Once the first one was done I wasn't really thinking, great, let's make a kid to do this all over again, but here we are.". It was 9:30 a.m. after a full day of travel and exam-ing for her and driving and, I don't know, sitting in a chair waiting for her to be done for me, and we still had to go directly to her BFF's house.



...and then immediately leave to pick up other BFF who is really smart but still forgot to ask for a ride one of the eighteen times Eve talked to him that day



Then sangria



And mini eggs 



Long long into the night

Saturday I was worse than useless. I slept in but still felt like I was half asleep when I got up. It's been pouring rain for days here, which means my hair gives big Monica from Friends and her Barbados hair, the towels perpetually feel damp, and I can't do anything without falling asleep.

It's big

Eve went back to Marianna's and the three of them spent about ten hours in Marianna's bed playing Stardew Valley (don't ask me, I don't know). I read six pages of my book and then started wandering around complaining that I couldn't sleep in and then have a nap after two hours and Matt said "actually..." so I had a nap. Then I watched some Law and Order and I think maybe unloaded the dishwasher.

Sunday we went to my mom and dad's. Eve delivered a letter from her housemates thanking my mom for the box loads of baking delivered at various points throughout the year, which began "Dear Mrs. Evie's Grandma"



As a result, we might have to rent a transport truck for the resultant baking next year.

Then we went to the Quickie for train snacks for Monday.



She picked up a bag of mini Starburst and I noted the "unwrapped" label. She said "don't worry, I'm a big fan of the wrapped" and I said "what?" and she said "I thought you were making a condom joke" and I said "I was, but I didn't think you'd get it, plus I kind of forgot in the intervening two and a half seconds". 

Then back to Marianna's. For games


 
and vibing



and more mini eggs (say what you want, the dude pours mini eggs like a boss)



I went home around ten because I had stupid work in the morning, and Eve stayed late to maximize her friend time. 

She took the train back this morning while I was at work, and we were all anxious about it because she had been assigned a rear-facing seat and she has enough motion sickness problems on a forward-facing one. My Monday school library is a freaking bunker that lets no signal in, and I really wanted to know how things turned out. I couldn't get a text out, but she ended up getting her seat switched and it all went well - it was her first time going back on her own, and she got off in Toronto and managed to find a bus to Hamilton.

Three weird, glorious days where I got to treat my twenty-year-old like a child because this year she gets a Slay Plus in Adulting. Totally worth driving ten hours in two days with my hair looking super dumb for most of it.