It's summer vacation. Kira and I are home most of the day together. We go a little crazy in June enjoying the new free time, sleeping in, and not bathing, which inevitably leads to feelings of guilt for not using this short, wonderful time more productively. I had to run errands the other day and as I was leaving I looked around at the messy house and told Kira, "When I'm gone, do something productive" meaning, tidy this place up a little.
When I came home this is the only thing in the house that had changed:
It's the whiteboard on the fridge. We have been a little distraught lately because we have three robin's nests in the yard that had eggs in them. One after another, they have been raided by crows. It's upsetting. So Kira is dealing with her grief with art. I guess I can't blame her for not being more productive when she's grieving.
When I came home this is the only thing in the house that had changed:
It's the whiteboard on the fridge. We have been a little distraught lately because we have three robin's nests in the yard that had eggs in them. One after another, they have been raided by crows. It's upsetting. So Kira is dealing with her grief with art. I guess I can't blame her for not being more productive when she's grieving.
