Fish on a Monday

 

There’s a power cut today. The electric company’s replacing some of the old posts. Only the modem, PCs and low-wattage fans are on using the battery back-ups so we can both keep working for the next hour or two before we head out for a lunch and D. will finish off her shift at the restaurant. I was done with a 25-minute morning class, and I got to read a good chapter while having fish and chips. D.’s going to have her hair done and I’m taking the children to the arcade. They’ll snack on burgers and ice cream. It’s summer, online school is out, and they might have a hybrid set-up next year. For now, the children are on online voice and piano lessons, swimming lessons (thankfully, in person). It’s our “working” lunch, while parenting, while running errands. It’s Monday, which used to be grueling. Everyday, more and more, feels like Sunday. Even if we work on the afternoons and evenings, it feels like we can power through.