Four weeks ago...

17 December 2025: Four weeks ago, the day before my dad went to the hospital, I wrote this post. It felt so good to be home by 5:30. Being here, alone, just me and the girls, just chilling. It was awesome.

Today I was home by 5:30 again, but only because I made myself leave the office. If I had stayed longer, who knows when I would have left. Honestly, it's hard to understand why everything else is different just because he's gone, but it is. I know the time of the year, the semester break, and a ton of work to do--none of it that exciting--is playing a role, too. 

I'm okay. It's okay. But I don't want to do much. I don't want to be all alone. I don't want to be with what Emerson would call "cheap" society. Bob's Burgers, hanging with Jo and Veronica, baths, sleep, work. That's about it. 

Immensely grateful that Tim and Kevin called this evening and invited me over on Sunday. That will help.