nagi_schwarz | Day 1311: The Countdown

Yes, I'm shamelessly counting down the weeks till my coworker gets back from maternity leave. Four down, this is week five, and after this, seven more to go. For reals.

Last week was pretty darn crazy. Running around. Multiple courts. Saw drug court with a different judge for the first time. One of the moms was super lying to us ("my car got impounded", she said; one of the bailiffs pulled the police report, and it got impounded because she was pulled over with a couple of other dudes who were high, and the drug dogs found paraphernalia in the car, and also the car was unregistered), and so the judge ordered her to jail right after drug court, and she was all no, can't go, gotta pick up my kid, and the judge said, I kid you not, "When is more convenient for you?"

To go to jail. After lying through her teeth to us. And engaging in the very sort of behavior that resulted in her being unfit to take care of her kid in the first place.

True fact, if I ever get arrested, I want a judge to ask me that. I was so stupefied that I nearly burst out laughing, only I turned it into coughing. Both the prosecutor and the bailiff looked similarly appalled.

Also...we didn't clap for hardly anyone. It was so strange.

Dance class was good, though. Had a lot of fun with that. Doing super cute things in the choreography. And we got a fourth dancer in the advanced class, so our numbers look more symmetrical. Pretty darn excited.

I was good till Friday, walked Dingo every morning, listening to Zombies Run as we go, and it was all fine and dandy till Friday. Kinda lost my will to live after that, for reals. And I think it's because I was getting sick. All day Friday I had a suspicious tickle in the back of my throat, so I drank lots of soda to stave it off. Went to see a Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark in concert. So, so amazing. Movie on the big screen. Live orchestra doing the soundtrack. Phenomenal. Haven't seen that movie in a long time, so we had a lot of fun, Naomi and I. Went out for Greek after, like we do.

But I spent most of the weekend lolling in bed, feeling awful and sapped of energy and not getting a lot done.

Although I did the laundry, and we bought snowboarding passes, and we watched the fights, which were super good times.

On Tuesday we survived our scouts. Gotta do it again tonight. Last week we had ten boys, two anvils, one forge, and zero burn injuries. Who knows what we will have tonight. Cody's worried because the motor on his grinder overheated last night and stopped working. Not sure if it's permanently broken or if it just needed to cool off overnight.

Today I took the van in for repairs, walked Dingo. Still rocking a cold.

Yesterday the bailiffs took pity on me and how miserable I was. One of them gave me a dose of DayQuil, and another bought me a soda. Also we talked a lot of smack about our fantasy football league, and also the fact that one time I microwaved some ice cream the way the one bailiff does. It wasn't very good. Not sure why he does it. But I tried it.

Cody's birthday is this weekend and we're hoping to go camping, but I am getting sicker and also it looks like it's going to rain this weekend, so we shall see what happens.

My boss was pretty alarmed when she talked to me on Thursday - the new employee check-in protocol - and so she gave me Friday off as a mental health day. Might just make it a sick day, with how I'm doing.

Here goes. One day more.

Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow.