No soothsayers warned me to beware. I think I needed them yesterday.
Seriously, things are looking up. First, thank you all for your warm birthday wishes and serious concern. At least I will have a good story to tell in the future—and that is worth something. The car is at the repair shop; we are waiting for the estimate. Since neither door on the driver’s side opened, they are going to have to peel them off before deciding the true extent of the damage.
I walked the mile and a half home from the shop and appreciated the brisk but clear day. Even though we are eligible for a rental, COVID restricts our movements enough that we are planning to make due with just one car for a while.
The person I expect to be driving the most in this house is our high school senior. As of today, he will attend in-person classes two days per week (Monday and Thursday). In the before time, he would ride a very crowded public bus to get to his school. I’d prefer he remain distant by driving himself. His school is talking about an in-person graduation in June. Now wouldn’t that be nice? And in the meantime, ‘tis the season of college admission decisions. Today he got glitter-bombed (well, paper-confettied, I doubt there was real glitter). He will have choices. It’s just a matter of finding the best fit without ever having visited the campuses.
Math Belongs to All of Us 