We took Darwin to his new daycare for the first time today (we can walk to it! It’s in the city! Hooray!). There is a kid in his class whose name is — I’m not kidding — Voltaire. It’s a very learned group over there in the toddler room, apparently.
Good news and Bad news May 6, 2009
Well, as you may have divined from the subject of this post (sorry it’s been so long, by the way — a fundraiser, a program a week, and a toddler apparently take up some time), I have the proverbial good news and bad news.
The good news: we’re moving home this weekend! I cannot wait. Tonight is my last ride to Hinsdale on the train, and I am planning a celebratory tallboy beer for my ride already, and it’s only 8am. I can’t wait to get back to our own house, with free-range kitties who are not locked in the basement, and no guilt if I spill something on the floor. What a relief!
The bad news: Not one blessed thing has been done for renovation, and we’re moving home because Joe got laid off and renovation is on hold. We were so close! We had bids from 3 separate contractors, and were ready to select one, and then this. We’ll probably still select a contractor and get a permit, and see what happens. The permit is good for a year, so you never know. It’s just a bummer, for so many reasons. Joe is such a smart guy, with good qualifications, that I know he’ll be fine, and the fact that we didn’t start the renovations works in our favor, because we have a year’s salary saved up (and when I say “we,” I mean “Joe,” as I just bounced several checks. Oopsie.), so we should be fine.
And I have to admit that I’m a little jealous of Joe — in the same way I’m jealous of people in traction: “Oh, I know it must suck to have bedsores and not be able to move, but still — you DO get to lie down all day….” I know that Joe feels terrible about losing his job, especially because he has that whole manly guy provider thing, but when I find the Oprah magazines in an unmade bed, and the wine glass on the counter, I have to admit there is a twinge of jealousy. His trip to the unemployment office yesterday, his numerous calls to aggressive and somewhat berating recruiters, and his constant resume revision do not inspire any such envy in me, however. Not to mention the self-doubt. I have more than enough as it is, thank you very much.
But, back to the good news. we are moving home! We found a daycare 2 blocks from our house — the hours that it’s open may be a little tricky, but it’s doable. We still have to figure out how to make sure the cats can get to the litter box but Darwin will not fall to his death down the basement stairs. We’ll have to mow our own lawn, and I’m sure we’ll miss the dishwasher. But, I just can’t wait to be back in the city, taking the el, walking to parks, just in time for summer. That tallboy on the train tonight is going to taste mighty fine.
