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polydadGabe has gone back to NY. I'm still working on *how* to do creative-and-political writing, campaign research, and 15 events next week. Time management itself would be easy; this is harder. Each class of work requires a completely different mindset, and I still need to devise and implement hot kernel-swapping in my brain. And the pile of papers grew another one, 'Fury'. Why it's not merely good but *necessary*, and how to handle it and what to do about it.
Gabe's a great guy, he could probably figure out how to have fun while literally on fire. I'm not that talented, but can mostly follow his lead. He and Grandpa got along well, and there were no out and out catastrophes with Carole, so I'll call that a win.
I will have to figure out on an ongoing basis how to deal with Dad, who's still *mostly* there but not *all* there, if you get the distinction. While the cause of this is easy to spot -- his poor judgment in getting involved with Carole -- I need to err on the side of respecting his agency rather than leaping to his defense. This is out of practicality, not ethical issues -- he has always been and no doubt continues to be very protective of that agency, and will turtle up immediately if he has any suspicion it is being challenged.
I owe J a call, which will be mildly logistically tricky because she's at her best in the evenings, and during and shortly after dinner are the only remaining times when Dad is reliably social. A bit more than shortly after, and the TV eats him.
And so, to quote a departed-but-still-dear author, it goes.
Gabe's a great guy, he could probably figure out how to have fun while literally on fire. I'm not that talented, but can mostly follow his lead. He and Grandpa got along well, and there were no out and out catastrophes with Carole, so I'll call that a win.
I will have to figure out on an ongoing basis how to deal with Dad, who's still *mostly* there but not *all* there, if you get the distinction. While the cause of this is easy to spot -- his poor judgment in getting involved with Carole -- I need to err on the side of respecting his agency rather than leaping to his defense. This is out of practicality, not ethical issues -- he has always been and no doubt continues to be very protective of that agency, and will turtle up immediately if he has any suspicion it is being challenged.
I owe J a call, which will be mildly logistically tricky because she's at her best in the evenings, and during and shortly after dinner are the only remaining times when Dad is reliably social. A bit more than shortly after, and the TV eats him.
And so, to quote a departed-but-still-dear author, it goes.
