pills just kicked in. warm. was considering going to the daughter-graduation from massage school which is at 6 but i would have had to drag the kindergartener and he was already fidgety and whiny from having to spend the afternoon at my work, and would be unmanageable at a serious event. however this *is* really important, and i was really up in the air over the issue (or the opiates, one or the other) and then i heard the water. this seals it. the child is now armed with a hose (i.e., unapproachable) and hopelessly muddy by now.
it’s such a helpless feeling hearing the water running full force and splashing all over the place, knowing i can do nothing but wait it out unless i want to get really, really wet. and i don’t. it’s now been something like 15 minutes, and the water just went off. imagine the mud.